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Psalm 141

An Evening Prayer for Sanctification and Protection.

A Psalm of David.

1Lord, I call upon You; hurry to me.
Listen to my voice when I call to You.

Let my prayer be counted as incense before You;
The lifting up of my hands as the evening offering.

Set a guard, O Lord, over my mouth;
Keep watch over the door of my lips [to keep me from speaking thoughtlessly].

Do not incline my heart to [consent to or tolerate] any evil thing,
Or to practice deeds of wickedness
With men who plan and do evil;
And let me not eat of their delicacies (be tempted by their gain).


Let the righteous [thoughtfully] strike (correct) me—it is a kindness [done to encourage my spiritual maturity].
It is [the choicest anointing] oil on the head;
Let my head not refuse [to accept and acknowledge and learn from] it;
For still my prayer is against their wicked deeds.

Their [wicked, godless] judges are thrown down the sides of the rocky cliff,
And they [who followed them] will hear my words, for they are pleasant (just).

As when the one plows and breaks open the ground [and the soil scatters behind him],
Our bones have been scattered at the mouth of Sheol [by the injustices of the wicked].


For my eyes are toward You, O God, the Lord;
In You I take refuge; do not pour out my life nor leave me defenseless.

Keep me from the jaws of the trap which they have set for me,
And from the snares of those who do evil.
10 
Let the wicked fall into their own nets,
While I pass by and safely escape [from danger].

Nueva Versión Internacional (Castilian)

Salmos 141

Salmo de David.

1A ti clamo, Señor; ven pronto a mí.
    ¡Atiende a mi voz cuando a ti clamo!
Que suba a tu presencia mi plegaria
    como una ofrenda de incienso;
que hacia ti se eleven mis manos
    como un sacrificio vespertino.

Señor, ponme en la boca un centinela;
    un guardián a la puerta de mis labios.
No permitas que mi corazón se incline a la maldad,
    ni que sea yo cómplice de iniquidades;
no me dejes participar en banquetes
    en compañía de malhechores.

Que la justicia me golpee,
    que el amor me reprenda;
que el ungüento de los malvados
    no perfume mi cabeza,
pues mi oración está siempre
    en contra de sus malas obras.
Cuando sus gobernantes sean lanzados desde los despeñaderos,
    sabrán que mis palabras eran bien intencionadas.
Y dirán: «Así como se dispersa la tierra
    cuando en ella se abren surcos con el arado,
así se han dispersado nuestros huesos
    a la orilla del sepulcro».

En ti, Señor Soberano, tengo puestos los ojos;
    en ti busco refugio; no dejes que me maten.
Protégeme de las trampas que me tienden,
    de las trampas que me tienden los malhechores.
10 Que caigan los impíos en sus propias redes,
    mientras yo salgo bien librado.