Psalms 141
1 A Psalm of David. O Lord, I have cried out to you, hear me. Attend to my voice, when I cry out to you.
A Psalm by David. Yahweh, I have called on you. Come to me quickly! Listen to my voice when I call to you.
2 Let my prayer be guided like incense in your sight: the lifting up of my hands, like the evening sacrifice.
Let my prayer be set before you like incense; the lifting up of my hands like the evening sacrifice.
3 O Lord, station a guard over my mouth and a door enclosing my lips.
Set a watch, Yahweh, before my mouth. Keep the door of my lips.
4 Do not turn aside my heart to words of malice, to making excuses for sins, with men who work iniquity; and I will not communicate, even with the best of them.
Don’t incline my heart to any evil thing, to practice deeds of wickedness with men who work iniquity. Don’t let me eat of their delicacies.
5 The just one will correct me with mercy, and he will rebuke me. But do not allow the oil of the sinner to fatten my head. For my prayer will still be toward their good will.
Let the righteous strike me, it is kindness; let him reprove me, it is like oil on the head; don’t let my head refuse it; Yet my prayer is always against evil deeds.
6 Their judges have been engulfed, joined to the rocks. They will hear my words, which have prevailed,
Their judges are thrown down by the sides of the rock. They will hear my words, for they are well spoken.
7 as when the lava of the earth has erupted above ground. Our bones have been scattered beside Hell. (Sheol h7585)
“As when one plows and breaks up the earth, our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol.” (Sheol h7585)
8 For Lord, O Lord, my eyes look to you. In you, I have hoped. Do not take away my soul.
For my eyes are on you, Yahweh, the Lord. I take refuge in you. Don’t leave my soul destitute.
9 Protect me from the snare that they have set up for me and from the scandals of those who work iniquity.
Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me, from the traps of the workers of iniquity.
10 The sinners will fall into his net. I am alone, until I pass over.
Let the wicked fall together into their own nets while I pass by.
