PSALM 141

¹A David psalm.

    O LORD, I call You. Hasten to me.

          Hearken to my voice when I call You.

    ²May my prayer stand as incense before You,

          my uplifted hands as the evening offering.

    ³Place, O LORD, a watch on my mouth,

          a guard at the door of my lips.

    ⁴Incline not my heart to an evil word

          to plot wicked acts

     with wrongdoing men,

          and let me not feast on their delicacies.

    ⁵Let the righteous man strike me,

          the faithful rebuke me.

    Let no wicked man’s oil adorn my head,

           for still my prayer is against their evils.

    ⁶ Let their leaders slip on a rock,

          and let them hear my words which are sweet.

    ⁷ As when the earth is parted and split,

          our bones are scattered in the mouth of Sheol.

    ⁸ For to You, O LORD, my eyes turn.

          In You I take refuge. Expose not my life.

    ⁹Guard me from the trap they laid for me

          and the snares of the wrongdoers.

    ¹⁰May the wicked fall in their nets.

          I alone shall go on.