The Book of Psalms

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- Chapter 141 -

Come to me quickly

(Psalm 70:1-5)

A Psalme of David. O Lord, I call vpon thee: haste thee vnto me: heare my voyce, when I cry vnto thee.

Let my prayer be directed in thy sight as incense, and the lifting vp of mine hands as an euening sacrifice.

Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth, and keepe the doore of my lips.

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.

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.

When their iudges shall be cast downe in stonie places, they shall heare my wordes, for they are sweete.

Our bones lye scattered at the graues mouth, as he that heweth wood or diggeth in the earth.

But mine eyes looke vnto thee, O Lord God: in thee is my trust: leaue not my soule destitute.

Keepe me from the snare, which they haue layde for me, and from the grennes of the workers of iniquitie.

Let the wicked fall into his nettes together, whiles I escape.

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.