Psalms 141:1-10
A melody of David.
141 O Jehovah, I call on you.+
Come quickly to help me.+
Do pay attention when I call to you.+
2 May my prayer be as incense+ prepared before you,+My uplifted hands like the evening grain offering.+
3 Station a guard for my mouth, O Jehovah,Do set a watch over the door of my lips.+
4 Do not let my heart incline to anything bad,+To share in vile deeds with evil men;May I never feast on their delicacies.
5 Should the righteous one strike me, it would be an act of loyal love;+Should he reprove me, it would be like oil on my head,+Which my head would never refuse.+
My prayer will continue even during their calamities.
6 Though their judges are thrown down from the cliff,The people will pay attention to my words, for they are pleasant.
7 Just as when someone plows and breaks up the soil,So our bones have been scattered at the mouth of the Grave.*
8 But my eyes look to you, O Sovereign Lord Jehovah.+
In you I have taken refuge.
Do not take away my life.*
9 Protect me from the jaws of the trap they have laid for me,From the snares of evildoers.
10 The wicked will fall into their own nets all together+While I pass by safely.
