Psalms 141
1 A psalm of David. Lord, I'm calling out to you! Please hurry up and help me! Please listen to me when I cry out to you!
A Psalm, by David. O Jehovah, I have called Thee, haste to me, Give ear [to] my voice when I call to Thee.
2 May my prayer be like incense before you, my uplifted hands like an evening offering.
My prayer is prepared — incense before Thee, The lifting up of my hands — the evening present.
3 Lord, make sure I don't say anything I shouldn't—keep a watch over my conversations.
Set, O Jehovah, a watch for my mouth, Watch Thou over the door of my lips.
4 Don't let me think about evil things or take part in doing anything wrong with wicked people. I won't join in eating fancy food at their feasts.
Incline not my heart to an evil thing, To do habitually actions in wickedness, With men working iniquity, Yea, I eat not of their pleasant things.
5 Let a good person punish me in love—let them correct me. It will be like an anointing—I won't refuse it. But I still pray against those who do evil.
The righteous doth beat me [in] kindness. And doth reprove me, Oil of the head my head disalloweth not, For still my prayer [is] about their vexations.
6 They shall be thrown down by the power of the rock that judges them, and then they will recognize what I said was true!
Their judges have been released by the sides of a rock, And they have heard my sayings, For they have been pleasant.
7 Just as the earth is broken up by the plough, so shall their bones be scattered at the mouth of Sheol. (Sheol h7585)
As one tilling and ripping up in the land, Have our bones been scattered at the command of Saul. (Sheol h7585)
8 But I'm looking to you, Lord God, for I find protection in you. Don't let me die!
But to Thee, O Jehovah, my Lord, [are] mine eyes, In Thee I have trusted, Make not bare my soul.
9 Keep me safe from the traps they have set to catch me, from the snares of evil people.
Keep me from the gin they laid for me, Even snares of workers of iniquity.
10 Let them fall into their own traps while I pass by unharmed.
The wicked fall in their nets together, till I pass over!
