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141:1  I cry out to you, Lord: Come to me—quickly! Listen to my voice when I cry out to you!
141:2  Let my prayer stand before you like incense; let my uplifted hands be like the evening offering.
141:3  Set a guard over my mouth, Lord; keep close watch over the door that is my lips.
141:4  Don’t let my heart turn aside to evil things so that I don’t do wicked things with evildoers, so I don’t taste their delicacies.
141:5  Instead, let the righteous discipline me; let the faithful correct me! Let my head never reject that kind of fine oil, because my prayers are always against the deeds of the wicked.
141:6  Their leaders will fall from jagged cliffs, but my words will be heard because they are pleasing.
141:7  Our bones have been scattered at the mouth of the grave, just like when the ground is broken up and plowed.
141:8  But my eyes are on you, my Lord God. I take refuge in you; don’t let me die!
141:9  Protect me from the trap they’ve set for me; protect me from the snares of the evildoers.
141:10  Let the wicked fall into their own nets—all together!— but let me make it through safely.