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The Book of Psalms

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- Kapitel 141 -

Come to me quickly

(Psalm 70:1-5)
1
A psalm of David. Yahweh, I am crying out to you; come quickly to me. Listen to me when I call to you.
2
May my prayer be like incense before you; may my lifted hands be like the evening sacrifice.
3
Yahweh, place a guard over my mouth; guard the door of my lips.
4
Do not let my heart desire any evil thing or participate in sinful activities with men who behave wickedly. May I not eat any of their delicacies.
5
Let a righteous man hit me; it will be a kindness to me. Let him correct me; it will be like oil on my head; may my head not refuse to accept it. But my prayer is always against their wicked deeds.
6
Their leaders will be thrown down from the top of cliffs; they will hear that my own words are pleasant.
7
They will have to say, “As when one plows and breaks up the ground, so our bones have been scattered at the mouth of Sheol.”
8
Surely my eyes are on you, Yahweh, Lord; in you I take refuge; do not leave my soul defenseless.
9
Protect me from the snares that they have laid for me, from the traps of evildoers.
10
Let the wicked fall into their own nets while I escape.
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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.
6
Their judges are thrown down by the sides of the rock. They will hear my words, for they are well spoken.
7
“As when one plows and breaks up the earth, our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol.”(a)
8
For my eyes are on you, LORD, the Lord. I take refuge in you. Don’t leave my soul destitute.
9
Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me, from the traps of the workers of iniquity.
10
Let the wicked fall together into their own nets while I pass by.

Fußnoten

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