Psalms 141

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PSALM 141

1 The psalm of David. Lord, I cried to thee, hear thou me; give thou attention to my voice, when I shall cry to thee.

2My prayer be dressed as incense in thy sight; the raising up of mine hands be as the eventide sacrifice.

3Lord, set thou a keeping to my mouth; and a door of standing about to my lips.

4Bow thou not [down] mine heart into words of malice; to excuse excusings in sin. With men working wickedness; and I shall not commune with the chosen men of them.

5A just [or rightwise] man shall reprove me in mercy, and he shall blame me; but the oil of a sinner make not fat mine head. For why and yet my prayer is in the well pleasant [or well pleased] things of them;

6for the doomsmen of them joined to the stone were sopped up. Hear they my words, for they were mighty.

7As fatness is broken out on the earth; our bones be scattered nigh hell.

8Lord, Lord, for mine eyes be to thee, I hoped in thee; take thou not away my soul.

9Keep thou me from the snare which they ordained to me; and from the traps of them that work wickedness.

10Sinners shall fall in the net thereof; I am alone till I pass by.

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