Psalms 141
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PSALM 141
Common Meter: 8,6,8,6
A Psalm of David.
1O Lord, I unto thee do cry,
do thou make haste to me,
And give an ear unto my voice,
when I cry unto thee.
2As incense let my prayer be
directed in thine eyes;
And the uplifting of my hands
as th' ev 'ning sacrifice.
3Set, Lord, a watch before my mouth,
keep of my lips the door.
4My heart incline thou not unto
the ills I should abhor,
To practise wicked works with men
that work iniquity;
And with their delicates my taste
let me not satisfy.
5Let him that righteous is me smite,
it shall a kindness be;
Let him reprove, I shall it count
a precious oil to me:
Such smiting shall not break my head;
for yet the time shall fall,
When I in their calamities
to God pray for them shall.
6When as their judges down shall be
in stony places cast,
Then shall they hear my words; for they
shall sweet be to their taste.
7About the grave's devouring mouth
our bones are scatter'd round,
As wood which men do cut and cleave
lies scatter'd on the ground.
8But unto thee, O God the Lord,
mine eyes uplifted be:
My soul do not leave destitute;
my trust is set on thee.
9Lord, keep me safely from the snares
which they for me prepare;
And from the subtile gins of them
that wicked workers are.
10Let workers of iniquity
into their own nets fall,
Whilst I do, by thine help, escape
the danger of them all.
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Psalms 141
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A Psalm of David.
1 LORD, I have called upon thee; make haste unto me:
Give ear unto my voice, when I call unto thee.
2Let my prayer be set forth as incense before thee;
The lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice.
3Set a watch, O LORD, before my mouth;
Keep the door of my lips.
4Incline not my heart to any evil thing,
To be occupied in deeds of wickedness
With men that work iniquity:
And let me not eat of their dainties.
5Let the righteous smite me, it shall be a kindness;
And let him reprove me, it shall be as oil upon the head;
Let not my head refuse it:
For even in their wickedness shall my prayer continue.
6Their judges are thrown down by the sides of the rock;
And they shall hear my words; for they are sweet.
7As when one ploweth and cleaveth the earth,
Our bones are scattered at the grave's mouth.
8For mine eyes are unto thee, O GODthe Lord:
In thee do I put my trust; leave not my soul destitute.
9Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me,
And from the gins of the workers of iniquity.
10Let the wicked fall into their own nets,
Whilst that I withal escape.
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