Psalm 141

Chant Psalter

Natural Speech Rhythm

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. ||

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. ||

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. ||