Psalms 141
1 I have cried to the, O Lord, hear me: hearken to my voice, when I cry to thee.
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 directed as incense in thy sight; the lifting up of my hands, as evening sacrifice.
Let my prayer be set in order like incense before thee, —the lifting up of my hands, as the evening gift.
3 Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth: and a door round about my lips.
Set thou, O Yahweh, a watch at my mouth, Keep thou guard over the door of my lips.
4 Incline not my heart to evil words; to make excuses in sins. With men that work iniquity: and I will not communicate with the choicest of them.
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 The just shall correct me in mercy, and shall reprove me: but let not the oil of the sinner fatten my head. For my prayer also shall still be against the things with which they are well pleased:
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 Their judges falling upon the rock have been swallowed up. They shall hear my words, for they have prevailed:
Their judges, have been hurled down by a crag, Now have men heard my sayings, for they have become sweet.
7 As when the thickness of the earth is broken up upon the ground: Our bones are scattered by the side of hell. (Sheol h7585)
As when one plougheth and furroweth the earth, Scattered about, are our bones at the mouth of hades! (Sheol h7585)
8 But o to thee, O Lord, Lord, are my eyes: in thee have I put my trust, take not away my soul.
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 snare, which they have laid for me, and from the stumblingblocks of them that work iniquity.
Keep me out of the clutches of the trap they have set for me, and the snares of the workers of iniquity.
10 The wicked shall fall in his net: I am alone until I pass.
They who are lawless, shall fall into the nooses thereof, while, I, at the same time, pass on.
