Psalmorum 141

1 Psalmus David. Domine clamavi ad te, exaudi me: intende voci meæ, cum clamavero ad te.

“For the leader of the music. A psalm of David.” I cry to thee, O LORD! make haste unto me! Give ear to my voice, when I cry unto thee!

2 Dirigatur oratio mea sicut incensum in conspectu tuo: elevatio manuum mearum sacrificium vespertinum.

Let my prayer come before thee as incense, And the lifting-up of my hands, as the evening sacrifice!

3 Pone Domine custodiam ori meo: et ostium circumstantiæ labiis meis.

Set a watch, O LORD! before my mouth; Guard the door of my lips!

4 Non declines cor meum in verba malitiæ, ad excusandas excusationes in peccatis, cum hominibus operantibus iniquitatem: et non communicabo cum electis eorum.

Let not my heart incline to any evil thing; Let me not practise wickedness with the doers of iniquity, And let me not eat of their delicacies!

5 Corripiet me iustus in misericordia, et increpabit me: oleum autem peccatoris non impinguet caput meum. Quoniam adhuc et oratio mea in beneplacitis eorum:

Let the righteous smite me, —it shall be a kindness; Let him reprove me, and it shall be oil for my head; Let him do it again, and my head shall not refuse it; But now I pray against their wickedness!

6 absorpti sunt iuncti petræ iudices eorum. Audient verba mea quoniam potuerunt:

When their judges are hurled over the side of the rock, They shall hear how pleasant are my words.

7 sicut crassitudo terræ erupta est super terram. Dissipata sunt ossa nostra secus infernum: (Sheol h7585)

So are our bones scattered at the mouth of the underworld, As when one furroweth and ploweth up the land. (Sheol h7585)

8 quia ad te Domine, Domine oculi mei: in te speravi, non auferas animam meam.

But to thee do my eyes look, O Lord Jehovah! In thee is my trust; Let not my life be poured out!

9 Custodi me a laqueo, quem statuerunt mihi: et a scandalis operantium iniquitatem.

Preserve me from the snares which they have laid for me, And from the nets of evil-doers!

10 Cadent in retiaculo eius peccatores: singulariter sum ego donec transeam.

Let the wicked fall together into their own traps, Whilst I make my escape!