The Book of Psalms

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- Chapter 141 -

Come to me quickly

(Psalm 70:1-5)

I call upon You, O LORD; come quickly to me. Hear my voice when I call to You.

May my prayer be set before You like incense, my uplifted hands like the evening offering.

Set a guard, O LORD, over my mouth; keep watch at the door of my lips.

Do not let my heart be drawn to any evil thing or take part in works of wickedness with men who do iniquity; let me not feast on their delicacies.

Let the righteous man strike me; let his rebuke be an act of loving devotion. It is oil for my head; let me not refuse it. For my prayer is ever against the deeds of the wicked.

When their rulers are thrown down from the cliffs, the people will listen to my words, for they are pleasant.

As when one plows and breaks up the soil, so our bones have been scattered at the mouth of Sheol.

But my eyes are fixed on You, O GOD the Lord. In You I seek refuge; do not leave my soul defenseless.(a)

Keep me from the snares they have laid for me, and from the lures of evildoers.

Let the wicked fall into their own nets, while I pass by in safety.

Footnotes

(a)141:8 Or do not pour out my life or do not give me over to death

Come to me quickly

(Psalm 70:1-5)

LORD, I have called on you. Come to me quickly! Listen to my voice when I call to you.

Let my prayer be set before you like incense; the lifting up of my hands like the evening sacrifice.

Set a watch, LORD, before my mouth. Keep the door of my lips.

Don’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.

Let 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.

Their judges are thrown down by the sides of the rock. They will hear my words, for they are well spoken.

“As when one plows and breaks up the earth, our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol.”(a)

For my eyes are on you, LORD, the Lord. I take refuge in you. Don’t leave my soul destitute.

Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me, from the traps of the workers of iniquity.

Let the wicked fall together into their own nets while I pass by.

Footnotes

(a)141:7 Sheol is the place of the dead.