Psalms 141

1 A Psalm of David. Jehovah, I have called upon thee: make haste unto me; give ear unto my voice, when I call unto thee.

“For the leader of the music. A psalm of David.” I cry to thee, O LORD! make haste unto me! Give ear to my voice, when I cry unto thee!

2 Let my prayer be set forth before thee as incense, the lifting up of my hands as the evening oblation.

Let my prayer come before thee as incense, And the lifting-up of my hands, as the evening sacrifice!

3 Set a watch, O Jehovah, before my mouth; keep the door of my lips.

Set a watch, O LORD! before my mouth; Guard the door of my lips!

4 Incline not my heart to any evil thing, to practise deeds of wickedness with men that are workers of iniquity; and let me not eat of their dainties.

Let not my heart incline to any evil thing; Let me not practise wickedness with the doers of iniquity, And let me not eat of their delicacies!

5 Let the righteous smite me, it is kindness; and let him reprove me, it is an excellent oil which my head shall not refuse: for yet my prayer also is [for them] in their calamities.

Let the righteous smite me, —it shall be a kindness; Let him reprove me, and it shall be oil for my head; Let him do it again, and my head shall not refuse it; But now I pray against their wickedness!

6 When their judges are thrown down from the rocks, they shall hear my words, for they are sweet.

When their judges are hurled over the side of the rock, They shall hear how pleasant are my words.

7 Our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol, as when one cutteth and cleaveth [wood] upon the earth. (Sheol h7585)

So are our bones scattered at the mouth of the underworld, As when one furroweth and ploweth up the land. (Sheol h7585)

8 For unto thee, Jehovah, Lord, are mine eyes; in thee do I trust: leave not my soul destitute.

But to thee do my eyes look, O Lord Jehovah! In thee is my trust; Let not my life be poured out!

9 Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me, and from the traps of the workers of iniquity.

Preserve me from the snares which they have laid for me, And from the nets of evil-doers!

10 Let the wicked fall into their own nets, whilst that I withal pass over.

Let the wicked fall together into their own traps, Whilst I make my escape!