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Psalms 141
Of David
1 Yahweh, I am calling, hurry to me, listen to me, I am invoking you.
2 My prayers rise like incense, my hands like the evening offering.
3 Yahweh, set a guard at my mouth, a watcher at the gate of my lips.
4 Let me feel no impulse to do wrong, to share the godlessness of evil-doers. No, I will not sample their delights.
5 A virtuous man may strike me in reproof, for my own good, but a wicked one shall never anoint my head with oil! Daily I counter their malice with prayer.
6 When their judges are flung on jagged rock, they will learn how mild my words have been,
7 ‘Like a millstone smashed on the ground, our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol’.
8 To you, Yahweh my Lord, I turn my eyes. I take shelter in you, do not leave me exposed!
9 Keep me out of traps that are set for me, from the bait laid for me by evil men.
10 Let the wicked fall into their own net, while I go on my way.