Psalms 141
141
An Evening Prayer#Ps 141 Hebrew title: A psalm by David.
1I call to you, LORD; help me now!
Listen to me when I call to you.
2 #
Rev 5.8
Receive my prayer as incense,
my uplifted hands as an evening sacrifice.
3 LORD, place a guard at my mouth,
a sentry at the door of my lips.
4Keep me from wanting to do wrong
and from joining evil people in their wickedness.
May I never take part in their feasts.
5Good people may punish me and rebuke me in kindness,
but I will never accept honour from evil people,
because I am always praying against their evil deeds.
6When their rulers are thrown down from rocky cliffs,
the people will admit that my words were true.
7Like wood that is split and chopped into bits,
so their bones are scattered at the edge of the grave.#141.7 Verses 5–7 in Hebrew are unclear.
8But I keep trusting in you, my Sovereign LORD.
I seek your protection;
don't let me die!
9Protect me from the traps they have set for me,
from the snares of those evildoers.
10May the wicked fall into their own traps
while I go by unharmed.
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Good News Bible. Scripture taken from the Good News Bible (r) (Today's English Version Second Edition, UK/British Edition). Copyright © 1992 British & Foreign Bible Society. Used by permission.
Psalms 141
141
A Psalm by David.
1 LORD, I have called on you.
Come to me quickly!
Listen to my voice when I call to you.
2Let my prayer be set before you like incense;
the lifting up of my hands like the evening sacrifice.
3 Set a watch, LORD, before my mouth.
Keep the door of my lips.
4Don’t incline my heart to any evil thing,
to practice deeds of wickedness with men who work iniquity.
Don’t let me eat of their delicacies.
5Let the righteous strike me, it is kindness;
let him reprove me, it is like oil on the head;
don’t let my head refuse it;
Yet my prayer is always against evil deeds.
6 Their judges are thrown down by the sides of the rock.
They will hear my words, for they are well spoken.
7“As when one plows and breaks up the earth,
our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol.”#141:7 Sheol is the place of the dead.
8 For my eyes are on you, LORD, the Lord.
I take refuge in you.
Don’t leave my soul destitute.
9 Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me,
from the traps of the workers of iniquity.
10Let the wicked fall together into their own nets
while I pass by.
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