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 YHWH, I have called You, hurry to me, Give ear [to] my voice when I call to You.
2 Let my prayer be directed in thy sight as incense, and the lifting vp of mine hands as an euening sacrifice.
My prayer is prepared—incense before You, The lifting up of my hands—the evening present.
3 Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth, and keepe the doore of my lips.
Set, O YHWH, a watch for my mouth, Watch over the door of 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 incline my heart to an evil thing, To habitually do actions in wickedness, Working iniquity with men, Indeed, I do not eat of their pleasant things.
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 righteous beat me [in] kindness. And reprove me, My head does not disallow oil of the head, For my prayer [is] still about their distress.
6 When their iudges shall be cast downe in stonie places, they shall heare my wordes, for they are sweete.
Their judges have been released by the sides of a rock, And they have heard my sayings, For they have been pleasant.
7 Our bones lye scattered at the graues mouth, as he that heweth wood or diggeth in the earth. (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 mine eyes looke vnto thee, O Lord God: in thee is my trust: leaue not my soule destitute.
But to You, O YHWH, my Lord, [are] my eyes, In You I have trusted, Do not make my soul bare.
9 Keepe me from the snare, which they haue layde for me, and from the grennes of the workers of iniquitie.
Keep me from the trap they laid for me, Even snares of workers of iniquity.
10 Let the wicked fall into his nettes together, whiles I escape.
The wicked fall in their dragnets together, until I pass over!
