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⁸O God the Lord, the strength of my salvation,

Who hast screened my head in the day of battle,

⁹Grant not, O Lord, the desires of the wicked;

Further not his evil device, so that they exalt themselves. Selah

 

¹⁰As for the head of those that compass me about,

Let the mischief of their own lips cover them.

¹¹Let burning coals fall upon them;

Let them be cast into the fire,

Into deep pits, that they rise not up again.

¹²A slanderer shall not be established in the earth;

The violent and evil man shall be hunted with thrust upon thrust.

 

¹³I know that the Lord will maintain the cause of the poor,

And the right of the needy.

¹⁴Surely the righteous shall give thanks unto Thy name;

The upright shall dwell in Thy presence.

141 A Psalm of David.

Lord, I have called Thee; make haste unto me;

Give ear unto my voice, when I call unto Thee.

²Let my prayer be set forth as incense before Thee,

The lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice.

³Set a guard, O Lord, to my mouth;

Keep watch at the door of my lips.

⁴Incline not my heart to any evil thing,

To be occupied in deeds of wickedness

With men that work iniquity;

And let me not eat of their dainties.

 

⁵Let the righteous smite me in kindness, and correct me;

Oil so choice let not my head refuse;

For still is my prayer because of their wickedness.

⁶Their judges are thrown down by the sides of the rock;

And they shall hear my words, that they are sweet.

⁷As when one cleaveth and breaketh up the earth,

Our bones are scattered at the grave's mouth.

 

⁸For mine eyes are unto Thee, O God the Lord;

In Thee have I taken refuge, O pour not out my soul.

⁹Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me,

And from the gins of the workers of iniquity.

¹⁰Let the wicked fall into their own nets,

Whilst I withal escape.

142 Maschil of David, when he was in the cave; a Prayer.

²With my voice I cry unto the Lord;

With my voice I make supplication unto the Lord.

³I pour out my complaint before Him,

I declare before Him my trouble;

⁴When my spirit fainteth within me—

Thou knowest my path—

In the way wherein I walk

Have they hidden a snare for me.

⁵Look on my right hand, and see,

For there is no man that knoweth me;

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