141 Lord,
I cry unto thee: make haste unto me; give ear unto my voice, when I cry
unto thee. 2 Let
my prayer be set forth before thee as incense; and the lifting up of my
hands as the evening sacrifice. 3 Set
a watch, O LORD, before my mouth; keep the door of my lips. 4 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. 5 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
When their judges are overthrown in stony places, they shall hear my words;
for they are sweet. 7 Our
bones are scattered at the grave's mouth, as when one cutteth and cleaveth
wood upon the earth. 8 But
mine eyes are unto thee, O GOD the Lord: in thee is my trust; leave not
my soul destitute. 9 Keep
me from the snares which they have laid for me, and the gins of the workers
of iniquity. 10 Let
the wicked fall into their own nets, whilst that I withal escape.