Psalms 141

1 A Psalm. Of David. Lord, I have made my cry to you; come to me quickly; give ear to my voice, when it goes up to you.

A Melody of David. O Yahweh, I have cried unto thee, Make thou haste to me, Give ear unto my voice, when I cry to thee.

2 Let my prayer be ordered before you like a sweet smell; and let the lifting up of my hands be like the evening offering.

Let my prayer be set in order like incense before thee, —the lifting up of my hands, as the evening gift.

3 O Lord, keep a watch over my mouth; keep the door of my lips.

Set thou, O Yahweh, a watch at my mouth, Keep thou guard over the door of my lips.

4 Keep my heart from desiring any evil thing, or from taking part in the sins of the evil-doers with men who do wrong: and let me have no part in their good things.

Let not my heart incline to a matter of wrong, that I should busy myself with practices in lawlessness, with men working iniquity, and let me not eat of their dainties.

5 Let the upright give me punishment; and let the god-fearing man put me in the right way; but I will not let the oil of sinners come on my head: when they do evil I will give myself to prayer.

Let a righteous man smite me—a lovingkindness, that he should correct me, an oil for the head [which] let not my head refuse! For, yet, even my prayer, shall be in their calamities.

6 When destruction comes to their judges by the side of the rock, they will give ear to my words, for they are sweet.

Their judges, have been hurled down by a crag, Now have men heard my sayings, for they have become sweet.

7 Our bones are broken up at the mouth of the underworld, as the earth is broken by the plough. (Sheol h7585)

As when one plougheth and furroweth the earth, Scattered about, are our bones at the mouth of hades! (Sheol h7585)

8 But my eyes are turned to you, O Lord God: my hope is in you; let not my soul be given up to death.

Surely, unto thee, O Yahweh, My Lord, are mine eyes, In thee, have I sought refuge, Do not pour out my life.

9 Keep me from the net which they have put down for me, and from the designs of the workers of evil.

Keep me out of the clutches of the trap they have set for me, and the snares of the workers of iniquity.

10 Let the sinners be taken in the nets which they themselves have put down, while I go free.

They who are lawless, shall fall into the nooses thereof, while, I, at the same time, pass on.