Psalm 141 A psalm of David. 141 I cry out to you, Lord: Come to me—quickly! Listen to my voice when I cry out to you! 2 Let my prayer stand before you like incense; let my uplifted hands be like the evening offering. 3 Set a guard over my mouth, Lord; keep close watch over the door that is my lips. 4 Don’t let my heart turn aside to evil things so that I don’t do wicked things with evildoers, so I don’t taste their delicacies. 5 Instead, let the righteous discipline me; let the faithful correct me! Let my head never reject that kind of fine oil, because my prayers are always against the deeds of the wicked.[a] 6 Their leaders will fall from jagged cliffs, but my words will be heard because they are pleasing.[b] 7 Our bones[c] have been scattered at the mouth of the grave,[d] just like when the ground is broken up and plowed.[e] 8 But my eyes are on you, my Lord God. I take refuge in you; don’t let me die! 9 Protect me from the trap they’ve set for me; protect me from the snares of the evildoers. 10 Let the wicked fall into their own nets—all together!— but let me make it through safely.
Posted on: Sun, 27 Oct 2013 10:00:32 +0000
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