Psalm 141:1–10

¹Lord, I call on You; hurry to help me.

Listen to my voice when I call on You. ^s

²May my prayer be set before You as incense, ^t

the raising of my hands as the evening offering. ^u

³Lord, set up a guard for my mouth;

keep watch at the door of my lips. ^v

⁴Do not let my heart turn to any evil thing

or perform wicked acts

with men who commit sin.

Do not let me feast on their delicacies. ^w

⁵Let the righteous one strike me—

it is an act of faithful love;

let him rebuke me—

it is oil for my head;

let me ^xnot refuse it. ^y

Even now my prayer is against

the evil acts of the wicked. ^za

⁶When their rulers ^bwill be thrown off

the sides of a cliff,

the people ^cwill listen to my words,

for they are pleasing. ^d

⁷As when one plows and breaks up the soil,

turning up rocks,

so our ^ebones have been scattered

at the mouth of Sheol. ^f

⁸But my eyes look to You, Lord God.

I seek refuge in You; do not let me die. ^gh

⁹Protect me from ⁱthe trap they have set for me,

and from the snares of evildoers. ^j

¹⁰Let the wicked fall into their own nets,

while I pass by safely. ^k