Psalms 141
141
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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PSALM 141
A Psalm of David.
1Jehovah, 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 before thee as incense, the lifting up of my hands as the evening oblation. 3Set a watch, O Jehovah, before my mouth; keep the door of my lips. 4Incline not my heart to any evil thing, to practise deeds of wickedness with men that are workers of iniquity; and let me not eat of their dainties.
5Let the righteous smite me, it is kindness; and let him reprove me, it is an excellent oil which my head shall not refuse: for yet my prayer also is for them in their calamities. 6When their judges are thrown down from the rocks, they shall hear my words, for they are sweet. 7Our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol, as when one cutteth and cleaveth wood upon the earth. 8For unto thee, Jehovah, Lord, are mine eyes; in thee do I trust: leave not my soul destitute. 9Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me, and from the traps of the workers of iniquity. 10Let the wicked fall into their own nets, whilst that I withal pass over.
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First published in 1890. This edition is maintained by the British and Foreign Bible Society.