Psalm 141

LORD, I cry to you:
make haste to me;
give ear to my voice,
when I cry to you.
May my prayer be set forth before you as incense;
and the lifting up of my hands as an evening sacrifice.
Set a watch, O LORD, before my mouth;
keep the door of my lips.
Incline not my heart to any evil thing,
to practise wicked works with men who are evildoers:
and let me not eat of their dainties.
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.
Yet my prayer is ever against the deeds of evildoers.
When their judges are overthrown in stony places,
they shall hear my words;
for they are sweet.
Our bones are scattered at the grave's mouth,
as when one cuts and cleaves wood upon the earth.
But my eyes are fixed on you, O Sovereign LORD:
in you is my trust;
leave not my soul destitute.
Keep me from the snares they have laid for me,
from the traps set by evildoers.
Let the wicked fall into their own nets,
while I pass by in safety.