Psalms 140
140
PSALM 140.
1A psalm of David.
I have cried to the, O Lord, hear me: hearken to my voice, when I cry to thee.
2Let my prayer be directed as incense in thy sight; the lifting up of my hands, as evening sacrifice.
3Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth: and a door round about my lips.
4Incline not my heart to evil words; to make excuses in sins. With men that work iniquity: and I will not communicate with the choicest of them.
5The just shall correct me in mercy, and shall reprove me: but let not the oil of the sinner fatten my head. For my prayer also shall still be against the things with which they are well pleased:
6their judges falling upon the rock have been swallowed up. They shall hear my words, for they have prevailed:
7as when the thickness of the earth is broken up upon the ground: Our bones are scattered by the side of hell.
8But o to thee, O Lord, Lord, are my eyes: in thee have I put my trust, take not away my soul.
9Keep me from the snare, which they have laid for me, and from the stumblingblocks of them that work iniquity.
10The wicked shall fall in his net: I am alone until I pass.
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Psalms 140
140
Psalm 140#In Hebrew texts 140:1-13 is numbered 140:2-14.
For the director of music. A psalm of David.
1Rescue me, Lord, from evildoers;
protect me from the violent,
2who devise evil plans in their hearts
and stir up war every day.
3They make their tongues as sharp as a serpent’s;
the poison of vipers is on their lips.#140:3 The Hebrew has Selah (a word of uncertain meaning) here and at the end of verses 5 and 8.
4Keep me safe, Lord, from the hands of the wicked;
protect me from the violent,
who devise ways to trip my feet.
5The arrogant have hidden a snare for me;
they have spread out the cords of their net
and have set traps for me along my path.
6I say to the Lord, “You are my God.”
Hear, Lord, my cry for mercy.
7Sovereign Lord, my strong deliverer,
you shield my head in the day of battle.
8Do not grant the wicked their desires, Lord;
do not let their plans succeed.
9Those who surround me proudly rear their heads;
may the mischief of their lips engulf them.
10May burning coals fall on them;
may they be thrown into the fire,
into miry pits, never to rise.
11May slanderers not be established in the land;
may disaster hunt down the violent.
12I know that the Lord secures justice for the poor
and upholds the cause of the needy.
13Surely the righteous will praise your name,
and the upright will live in your presence.
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