Psalm 141

₁LORD, I cry unto thee: make haste unto me;

Give ear unto my voice, when I cry unto thee.

₂Let my prayer be set forth before thee as incense;

And the lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice.

₃Set a watch, O LORD, before my mouth;

Keep the door of my lips.

₄Incline not my heart to any evil thing,

To practise wicked works with men that work iniquity: And let me not eat of their dainties.

₅Let the righteous smite me;

It shall be a kindness: And let him reprove me;

It shall be an excellent oil, which shall not break my head:

For yet my prayer also shall be in their calamities.

₆When their judges are overthrown in stony places,

They shall hear my words; for they are sweet.

₇Our bones are scattered at the grave's mouth,

As when one cutteth and cleaveth wood upon the earth.

₈But mine eyes are unto thee, O GOD the Lord:

In thee is my trust; leave not my soul destitute.

₉Keep me from the snares which they have laid for me, and the gins of the workers of iniquity.

₁₀Let the wicked fall into their own nets, whilst that I withal escape.