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1Lord, I have called 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, the gift of my hands as the evening sacrifice.3Set a watch, O Lord, upon my mouth; keep the door of my lips.4Incline not my heart to any evil thing, to do works with ungodliness with the men that work iniquity, and let me not eat of their dainties.
5Let the righteous smite me in mercy, and let him reprove me: and let not a flattering evil prince anoint my head, for my prayer shall ever be against his evil.6Their judges shall be thrown down from strong places; they shall hearken unto my words; for they are sweet.7Our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol, as when one cuts and cleaves wood upon the earth.8Therefore mine eyes look unto thee, O GOD the Lord; in thee is my trust; leave not my soul destitute.9Keep me from the hands of the snare which they have laid for me, and from the snares of the workers of iniquity.10Let the wicked fall together into their own nets, whilst I pass on ahead forever.