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Psalms 141

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PS 141:1 A Psalm of David. LORD, I have called Thee; make haste unto me; give ear unto my voice, when I call unto Thee.
PS 141:2 Let my prayer be set forth as incense before Thee, the lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice.
PS 141:3 Set a guard, O LORD, to my mouth; keep watch at the door of my lips.
PS 141:4 Incline not my heart to any evil thing, to be occupied in deeds of wickedness with men that work iniquity; and let me not eat of their dainties.
PS 141:5 Let the righteous smite me in kindness, and correct me; oil so choice let not my head refuse; for still is my prayer because of their wickedness.
PS 141:6 Their judges are thrown down by the sides of the rock; and they shall hear my words, that they are sweet.
PS 141:7 As when one cleaveth and breaketh up the earth, our bones are scattered at the grave's mouth.
PS 141:8 For mine eyes are unto Thee, O GOD the Lord; in Thee have I taken refuge, O pour not out my soul.
PS 141:9 Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me, and from the gins of the workers of iniquity.
PS 141:10 Let the wicked fall into their own nets, whilst I withal escape.