< Psalms 141 >

1 A Psalme of David. O Lord, I call vpon thee: haste thee vnto me: heare my voyce, when I cry vnto thee.
A Psalm of David. O Lord, I have cried out to you, hear me. Attend to my voice, when I cry out to you.
2 Let my prayer be directed in thy sight as incense, and the lifting vp of mine hands as an euening sacrifice.
Let my prayer be guided like incense in your sight: the lifting up of my hands, like the evening sacrifice.
3 Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth, and keepe the doore of my lips.
O Lord, station a guard over my mouth and a door enclosing my lips.
4 Incline not mine heart to euill, that I should commit wicked workes with men that worke iniquitie: and let me not eate of their delicates.
Do not turn aside my heart to words of malice, to making excuses for sins, with men who work iniquity; and I will not communicate, even with the best of them.
5 Let the righteous smite me: for that is a benefite: and let him reprooue me, and it shalbe a precious oyle, that shall not breake mine head: for within a while I shall euen pray in their miseries.
The just one will correct me with mercy, and he will rebuke me. But do not allow the oil of the sinner to fatten my head. For my prayer will still be toward their good will.
6 When their iudges shall be cast downe in stonie places, they shall heare my wordes, for they are sweete.
Their judges have been engulfed, joined to the rocks. They will hear my words, which have prevailed,
7 Our bones lye scattered at the graues mouth, as he that heweth wood or diggeth in the earth. (Sheol h7585)
as when the lava of the earth has erupted above ground. Our bones have been scattered beside Hell. (Sheol h7585)
8 But mine eyes looke vnto thee, O Lord God: in thee is my trust: leaue not my soule destitute.
For Lord, O Lord, my eyes look to you. In you, I have hoped. Do not take away my soul.
9 Keepe me from the snare, which they haue layde for me, and from the grennes of the workers of iniquitie.
Protect me from the snare that they have set up for me and from the scandals of those who work iniquity.
10 Let the wicked fall into his nettes together, whiles I escape.
The sinners will fall into his net. I am alone, until I pass over.

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