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Psalm 141
Scottish Metrical Psalter (1650)
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Vers 1
O Lord, I unto thee do cry,
do thou make haste to me,
And give an ear unto my voice,
when I cry unto thee.Vers 2
As incense let my prayer be
directed in thine eyes;
And the uplifting of my hands
as th’ ev ’ning sacrifice.Vers 3
Set, Lord, a watch before my mouth,
keep of my lips the door.
My heart incline thou not unto
the ills I should abhor,Vers 4
To practise wicked works with men
that work iniquity;
And with their delicates my taste
let me not satisfy.Vers 5
Let him that righteous is me smite,
it shall a kindness be;
Let him reprove, I shall it count
a precious oil to me:Vers 6
Such smiting shall not break my head;
for yet the time shall fall,
When I in their calamities
to God pray for them shall.Vers 7
When as their judges down shall be
in stony places cast,
Then shall they hear my words; for they
shall sweet be to their taste.Vers 8
About the grave’s devouring mouth
our bones are scatter’d round,
As wood which men do cut and cleave
lies scatter’d on the ground.Vers 9
But unto thee, O God the Lord,
mine eyes uplifted be:
My soul do not leave destitute;
my trust is set on thee.Vers 10
Lord, keep me safely from the snares
which they for me prepare;
And from the subtile gins of them
that wicked workers are.Vers 11
Let workers of iniquity
into their own nets fall,
Whilst I do, by thine help, escape
the danger of them all.
Scottish Metrical Psalter (1650)
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About this psalm
Psalm 141 is a psalm of David and belongs to Book V (Psalm 107–150) of the Psalter.
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