A melody of David.
141 O Ahv'ah {Heb. Yahvah}, I call on you.
Come quickly to help me.
Do pay attention when I call to you.
2 May my prayer be as incense prepared before you,
My uplifted hands like the evening grain offering.
3 Station a guard for my mouth, O Ahv'ah {Heb. Yahvah},
Do set a watch over the door of my lips.
4 Do not let my heart incline to anything bad,
To share in vile deeds with evil men;
May I never feast on their delicacies.
5 Should the righteous one strike me, it would be an act of loyal love;
Should he reprove me, it would be like oil on my head,
Which my head would never refuse.
My prayer will continue even during their calamities.
6 Though their judges are thrown down from the cliff,
The people will pay attention to my words, for they are pleasant.
7 Just as when someone plows and breaks up the soil,
So our bones have been scattered at the mouth of the Grave.
8 But my eyes look to you, O Master Ahv'ah {Heb. Yahvah}.
In you I have taken refuge.
9 Protect me from the jaws of the trap they have laid for me,
From the snares of evildoers.
10 The wicked will fall into their own nets all together
While I pass by safely.