Psalms 141

A Cry at the Hour of Incense

4 passages

Overview

The psalmist urgently petitions God to receive his prayer as rising incense, to stand guard over his speech and heart, to keep him open to fraternal correction, and to act against corrupt judges and the wicked — all while the psalmist fixes his gaze on God alone, trusting in divine deliverance from every hidden snare.

Passages

1–2Rising Smoke, Rising Heart: The Psalmist's Cry at the Hour of Incense 3–5Guard My Lips, Guide My Heart 6–7The Downfall of the Wicked and the Scattering of the Unjust 8–10Eyes Fixed on God: Trust, Deliverance, and the Snare of the Wicked

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Psalms 141

¹A Psalm by David. Yahweh, I have called on you. Come to me quickly! Listen to my voice when I call to you.

²Let my prayer be set before you like incense; the lifting up of my hands like the evening sacrifice.

³Set a watch, Yahweh, before my mouth. Keep the door of my lips.

⁴Don’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.

⁵Let 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.

⁶Their judges are thrown down by the sides of the rock. They will hear my words, for they are well spoken.

⁷“As when one plows and breaks up the earth, our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol.”

⁸For my eyes are on you, Yahweh, the Lord. I take refuge in you. Don’t leave my soul destitute.

⁹Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me, from the traps of the workers of iniquity.

¹⁰Let the wicked fall together into their own nets while I pass by.

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