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The Book of Psalms

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- Chapter 141 -

Come to me quickly

(Psalm 70:1-5)
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A PSALM OF DAVID. O YHWH, I have called You, hurry to me, || Give ear [to] my voice when I call to You.
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My prayer is prepared—incense before You, || The lifting up of my hands—the evening present.
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Set, O YHWH, a watch for my mouth, || Watch over the door of my lips.
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Do not incline my heart to an evil thing, || To habitually do actions in wickedness, || Working iniquity with men, || Indeed, I do not eat of their pleasant things.
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The righteous beat me [in] kindness. And reprove me, || My head does not disallow oil of the head, || For my prayer [is] still about their distress.
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Their judges have been released by the sides of a rock, || And they have heard my sayings, || For they have been pleasant.
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As one tilling and ripping up in the land, || Have our bones been scattered at the command of Saul.
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But to You, O YHWH, my Lord, [are] my eyes, || In You I have trusted, || Do not make my soul bare.
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Keep me from the trap they laid for me, || Even snares of workers of iniquity.
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The wicked fall in their dragnets together, until I pass over!
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Come to me quickly

(Psalm 70:1-5)
1
LORD, I have called on you. Come to me quickly! Listen to my voice when I call to you.
2
Let my prayer be set before you like incense; the lifting up of my hands like the evening sacrifice.
3
Set a watch, LORD, before my mouth. Keep the door of my lips.
4
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.
5
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.
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Their judges are thrown down by the sides of the rock. They will hear my words, for they are well spoken.
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“As when one plows and breaks up the earth, our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol.”(a)
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For my eyes are on you, LORD, the Lord. I take refuge in you. Don’t leave my soul destitute.
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Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me, from the traps of the workers of iniquity.
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Let the wicked fall together into their own nets while I pass by.

Footnotes

(a)141:7 Sheol is the place of the dead.
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