Psalm
A melody of David.
141 O Jehovah, I have called upon you.+
Do make haste to me.+
Do give ear to my voice when I call to you.+
2 May my prayer be prepared as incense+ before you,+
The raising up of my palms as the evening grain offering.+
4 Do not incline my heart to anything bad,+
So as to carry on notorious deeds in wickedness+
With men* who are practicing what is hurtful,+
That I may not feed myself on their dainties.+
5 Should the righteous one strike me, it would be a loving-kindness;+
And should he reprove me, it would be oil upon the head,+
Which my head would not want to refuse.+
For still there would be even my prayer during their calamities.+
6 Their judges have been thrown down by the sides of the crag,+
But they have heard my sayings, that they are pleasant.+
7 As when one is doing cleaving and splitting on the earth,
Our bones have been scattered at the mouth of Sheʹol.+
8 However, my eyes are to you,+ O Jehovah the Sovereign Lord.+
In you I have taken refuge.+
Do not pour out my soul.+