Psalm 141:title–10

A Psalm of David.

O Lord, I call upon you; hasten to me!

Give ear to my voice when I call to you!

Let my prayer be counted as incense before you,

and the lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice!

Set a guard, O Lord, over my mouth;

keep watch over the door of my lips!

Do not let my heart incline to any evil,

to busy myself with wicked deeds

in company with men who work iniquity,

and let me not eat of their delicacies!

Let a righteous man strike me—it is a kindness;

let him rebuke me—it is oil for my head;

let my head not refuse it.

Yet my prayer is continually against their evil deeds.

When their judges are thrown over the cliff,

then they shall hear my words, for they are pleasant.

As when one plows and breaks up the earth,

so shall our bones be scattered at the mouth of Sheol.

But my eyes are toward you, O God, my Lord;

in you I seek refuge; leave me not defenseless!

Keep me from the trap that they have laid for me

and from the snares of evildoers!

Let the wicked fall into their own nets,

while I pass by safely.

A psalm of David.

I call to you, Lord, come quickly to me;

hear me when I call to you.

May my prayer be set before you like incense;

may the lifting up of my hands be like the evening sacrifice.

Set a guard over my mouth, Lord;

keep watch over the door of my lips.

Do not let my heart be drawn to what is evil

so that I take part in wicked deeds

along with those who are evildoers;

do not let me eat their delicacies.

Let a righteous man strike me—that is a kindness;

let him rebuke me—that is oil on my head.

My head will not refuse it,

for my prayer will still be against the deeds of evildoers.

Their rulers will be thrown down from the cliffs,

and the wicked will learn that my words were well spoken.

They will say, “As one plows and breaks up the earth,

so our bones have been scattered at the mouth of the grave.”

But my eyes are fixed on you, Sovereign Lord;

in you I take refuge—do not give me over to death.

Keep me safe from the traps set by evildoers,

from the snares they have laid for me.

Let the wicked fall into their own nets,

while I pass by in safety.

A psalm of David.

Lord, I call on you; hurry to help me.

Listen to my voice when I call on you.

May my prayer be set before you as incense,

the raising of my hands as the evening offering.

Lord, set up a guard for my mouth;

keep watch at the door of my lips.

Do not let my heart turn to any evil thing

or perform wicked acts with evildoers.

Do not let me feast on their delicacies.

Let the righteous one strike me—

it is an act of faithful love;

let him rebuke me—

it is oil for my head;

let me not refuse it.

Even now my prayer is against

the evil acts of the wicked.

When their rulers will be thrown off

the sides of a cliff,

the people will listen to my words,

for they are pleasing.

As when one plows and breaks up the soil,

turning up rocks,

so our bones have been scattered

at the mouth of Sheol.

But my eyes look to you, Lord, my Lord.

I seek refuge in you; do not let me die.

Protect me from the trap they have set for me,

and from the snares of evildoers.

Let the wicked fall into their own nets,

while I pass by safely.

A psalm of David.

I call on you, O Yahweh; hasten to me.

Listen to my voice when I call to you.

Let my prayer be set before you as incense,

the lifting up of my palms as the evening offering.

Set a guard, O Yahweh, over my mouth;

keep watch over the door of my lips.

Do not incline my heart to any evil thing,

to practice wicked deeds

with men who do iniquity;

and do not let me eat of their delicacies.

Let a righteous one strike me in kindness,

and let him chasten me.

It is oil for my head; let not my head refuse.

For still my prayer is against their evil deeds.

When their judges are thrown down the sides of a cliff,

then they will understand that my words were pleasant.

As when one plows and breaks up the earth,

so our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol.

But my eyes are toward you, O Yahweh, my Lord;

I have taken refuge in you. Do not lay bare my soul.

Protect me from the grasp of the trap they have laid for me,

and from the snares of evildoers.

Let the wicked fall into their nets,

while I escape altogether.

A Psalm of David.

Lord, I cry unto thee: Make haste unto me;

Give ear unto my voice, when I cry unto thee.

Let my prayer be set forth before thee as incense;

And the lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice.

Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth;

Keep the door of my lips.

Incline not my heart to any evil thing,

To practise wicked works with men that work iniquity:

And let me not eat of their dainties.

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.

When their judges are overthrown in stony places,

They shall hear my words; for they are sweet.

Our bones are scattered at the grave’s mouth,

As when one cutteth and cleaveth wood upon the earth.

But mine eyes are unto thee, O God the Lord:

In thee is my trust; leave not my soul destitute.

Keep me from the snares which they have laid for me,

And the gins of the workers of iniquity.

Let the wicked fall into their own nets,

Whilst that I withal escape.