Psalms 141
1 A Psalm, by David. O Jehovah, I have called Thee, haste to me, Give ear [to] my voice when I call to Thee.
A Psalm of David. LORD, I cry to thee: make haste to me; give ear to my voice, when I cry to thee.
2 My prayer is prepared — incense before Thee, The lifting up of my hands — the evening present.
Let my prayer be set forth before thee [as] incense; [and] the lifting up of my hands [as] the evening sacrifice.
3 Set, O Jehovah, a watch for my mouth, Watch Thou over the door of my lips.
Set a watch, O LORD, before my mouth; keep the door of my lips.
4 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.
Incline not my heart to [any] evil thing, to practice wicked works with men that work iniquity: and let me not eat of their dainties.
5 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.
Let the righteous smite me; [it shall be] a kindness: and let him reprove me; [it shall be] an excellent oil, [which] shall not break my head: for yet my prayer also [shall be] in their calamities.
6 Their judges have been released by the sides of a rock, And they have heard my sayings, For they have been pleasant.
When their judges are overthrown in stony places, they shall hear my words; for they are sweet.
7 As one tilling and ripping up in the land, Have our bones been scattered at the command of Saul. (Sheol h7585)
Our bones are scattered at the grave's mouth, as when one cutteth and cleaveth [wood] upon the earth. (Sheol h7585)
8 But to Thee, O Jehovah, my Lord, [are] mine eyes, In Thee I have trusted, Make not bare my soul.
But my eyes [are] to thee, O GOD the LORD: in thee is my trust; leave not my soul destitute.
9 Keep me from the gin they laid for me, Even snares of workers of iniquity.
Keep me from the snare [which] they have laid for me, and the gins of the workers of iniquity.
10 The wicked fall in their nets together, till I pass over!
Let the wicked fall into their own nets, whilst I escape.
