Psalm 141
Chant Psalter
Natural Speech Rhythm
Domine, clamavi.
1 Lord, I | call up•on thee; | haste thee • unto me, ||
and con- | 3 sider my | voice, • when I | cry unto • thee. ||
2 Let my prayer be set forth in thy | sight • as the | incense; ||
and let the lifting up of my | hands • be an | evening | sacri•fice. ||
3 Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth, * and keep the | 3 door of • my | lips. ||
4 O let not mine heart be in- | clined to • any | evil | thing; ||
let me not be occupied in ungodly works with the | men that • work | wicked•ness, ||
lest I | eat of • such | things as | please them. ||
3 Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth, * and keep the | 3 door of • my | lips. ||
4 O let not mine heart be in- | clined to • any | evil | thing; ||
let me not be occupied in ungodly works with the | men that • work | wicked•ness, ||
neither let me | eat of • such | things as | please them. ||
5 Let the righteous rather smite me | friendly • and re- | prove me. ||
6 But let not their precious balms break my head; * yea, I will pray | yet a- | gainst their | wicked•ness. ||
5 Let the righteous rather smite me friendly, and reprove me; * yea, let not my head re- | fuse their • precious | balms. ||
6 As for the ungodly, * I will pray | yet a- | gainst their | wicked•ness. ||
7 Let their judges be over- | thrown in • stony | places, ||
that they may | hear my | words; for • they are | sweet. ||
8 Our bones lie | scattered be•fore the | pit, ||
like as when one breaketh and | heweth | wood up•on the | earth. ||
9 But mine eyes look unto | thee, O • Lord | God; ||
in thee is my trust; O | cast not | out my | soul. ||
10 Keep me from the | snare that • they have | laid • for me, ||
and from the | traps • of the | wicked | doers. ||
11 Let the ungodly fall into their own | nets to- | gether, ||
and | let me | 3 ever es- | cape them. ||
Glory | be • to the | Father, ||
and to the Son, | and • to the | Holy | Ghost; ||
As it | was in • the be- | ginning, ||
is now, and ever shall be, * | world with•out | end. A- | men. ||
