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Psalms 141

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PS 141:1 A Psalm of David. LORD, I cry to thee: make haste to me; give ear to my voice, when I cry to thee.
PS 141:2 Let my prayer be set forth before thee as incense; and the lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice.
PS 141:3 Set a watch, O LORD, before my mouth; keep the door of my lips.
PS 141:4 Incline not my heart to any evil thing, to practice wicked works with men that work iniquity: and let me not eat of their dainties.
PS 141:5 Let 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.
PS 141:6 When their judges are overthrown in stony places, they shall hear my words; for they are sweet.
PS 141:7 Our bones are scattered at the grave's mouth, as when one cutteth and cleaveth wood upon the earth.
PS 141:8 But my eyes are to thee, O GOD the Lord: in thee is my trust; leave not my soul destitute.
PS 141:9 Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me, and the gins of the workers of iniquity.
PS 141:10 Let the wicked fall into their own nets, whilst I escape.