Psalms 141
141
A Prayer Not to Sin
A psalm of David.
1Lord, I call to you. Come quickly.
Listen to me when I call to you.
2Let my prayer be like incense placed before you,
and my praise like the evening sacrifice.
3Lord, help me control my tongue;
help me be careful about what I say.
4Take away my desire to do evil
or to join others in doing wrong.
Don’t let me eat tasty food
with those who do evil.
5If a good person punished me, that would be kind.
If he corrected me, that would be like perfumed oil on my head.
I shouldn’t refuse it.
But I pray against those who do evil.
6Let their leaders be thrown down the cliffs.
Then people will know that I have spoken correctly:
7“The ground is plowed and broken up.
In the same way, our bones have been scattered at the grave.”
8God, I look to you for help.
I trust in you, Lord. Don’t let me die.
9Protect me from the traps they set for me
and from the net that evil people have spread.
10Let the wicked fall into their own nets,
but let me pass by safely.
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Psalms 141
141
A praise song of David.
1Lord, I call to you for help.
Listen to me as I pray.
Please hurry and help me!
2Accept my prayer like a gift of burning incense,
the words I lift up like an evening sacrifice.
3Lord, help me control what I say.
Don’t let me say anything bad.
4Take away any desire to do evil.
Keep me from joining the wicked in doing wrong.
Help me stay away from their feasts.
5If good people correct me,
I will consider it a good thing.
If they criticize me,
I will accept it like a warm welcome.#141:5 a warm welcome Or “like oil poured over my head.”
But my prayer will always be against the wicked and the evil they do.
6Let their judges be put to death.#141:6 Let their judges … to death Or “Let their judges be thrown from the cliffs.”
Then everyone will know that I told the truth.
7Like rocks in a field that a farmer has plowed,
so our bones will be scattered in the grave.
8My Lord GOD, I look to you for help.
I look to you for protection; don’t let me die.
9Those evil people are trying to trap me.
Don’t let me fall into their traps.
10Let the wicked fall into their own traps,
while I walk away unharmed.
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