Psalms 141 Geneva Bible 1599

From Textus Receptus

1 A Psalme of David. O Lord, I call vpon thee: haste thee vnto me: heare my voyce, when I cry vnto thee. 2 Let my prayer be directed in thy sight as incense, and the lifting vp of mine hands as an euening sacrifice. 3 Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth, and keepe the doore of my lips. 4 Incline not mine heart to euill, that I should commit wicked workes with men that worke iniquitie: and let me not eate of their delicates. 5 Let the righteous smite me: for that is a benefite: and let him reprooue me, and it shalbe a precious oyle, that shall not breake mine head: for within a while I shall euen pray in their miseries. 6 When their iudges shall be cast downe in stonie places, they shall heare my wordes, for they are sweete. 7 Our bones lye scattered at the graues mouth, as he that heweth wood or diggeth in the earth. 8 But mine eyes looke vnto thee, O Lord God: in thee is my trust: leaue not my soule destitute. 9 Keepe me from the snare, which they haue layde for me, and from the grennes of the workers of iniquitie. 10 Let the wicked fall into his nettes together, whiles I escape.