Psalms 141

1 A Psalme of Dauid. Lorde, I call vpon the: hast the vnto me, & consider my voyce, when I crye vnto the. 2 Let my prayer be setforth in thy sight as the incense, and let the lifting vp of my handes be an euenynge sacrifice. 3 Set a watch, O lorde, before my mouth, yea, a watch at the dore of my lippes. 4 O let not myne herte be enclyned to any euell thyng, to be mynded as the vngodly or wicked men, lest I eate of suche thynges as please them. 5 Let the righteous rather smite me frindly, & reproue me: so will I take it, as though he had poured oyle vpon my head: it shall not hurt my head, yea, I will praye yet for theyr wickednesse. 6 Their iudges stomble at the stone, yet heare they my wordes, that they be ioyfull. 7 Oure bones lye scatered before the pyt, lyke as when one graueth and dyggeth vp the grounde. 8 But myne eyes loke vnto the, O Lorde God: in the is my trust, Oh caste not out my soule. 9 Kepe me from the snare whiche they haue layed for me, and from the trappes of the wicked doers. 10 Let the vngodly fall into their owne nettes together, vntyll I be gone by them.