New American Standard Bible

Psalm 141

An Evening Prayer for Sanctification and Protection.

A Psalm of David.

1O Lord, I call upon You; hasten to me!
Give ear to my voice when I call to You!
May my prayer be [a]counted as incense before You;
The lifting up of my hands as the evening offering.
Set a guard, O Lord, [b]over my mouth;
Keep watch over the door of my lips.
Do not incline my heart to any evil thing,
To practice deeds [c]of wickedness
With men who do iniquity;
And do not let me eat of their delicacies.

Let the righteous smite me [d]in kindness and reprove me;
It is oil upon the head;
Do not let my head refuse it,
[e]For still my prayer is [f]against their wicked deeds.
Their judges are thrown down by the sides of the rock,
And they hear my words, for they are pleasant.
As when one plows and breaks open the earth,
Our bones have been scattered at the mouth of [g]Sheol.

For my eyes are toward You, O [h]God, the Lord;
In You I take refuge; do not [i]leave me defenseless.
Keep me from the [j]jaws of the trap which they have set for me,
And from the snares of those who do iniquity.
10 Let the wicked fall into their own nets,
While I pass by [k]safely.

Notas al pie

  1. Psalm 141:2 Lit fixed
  2. Psalm 141:3 Lit to
  3. Psalm 141:4 Lit in
  4. Psalm 141:5 Or lovingly
  5. Psalm 141:5 Lit And my prayer
  6. Psalm 141:5 Or in spite of their calamities
  7. Psalm 141:7 I.e. the nether world
  8. Psalm 141:8 Heb YHWH, usually rendered Lord
  9. Psalm 141:8 Lit pour out my soul
  10. Psalm 141:9 Lit hands of the trap
  11. Psalm 141:10 Lit altogether

The Message

Psalm 141

A David Psalm

11-2 God, come close. Come quickly!
    Open your ears—it’s my voice you’re hearing!
Treat my prayer as sweet incense rising;
    my raised hands are my evening prayers.

3-7 Post a guard at my mouth, God,
    set a watch at the door of my lips.
Don’t let me so much as dream of evil
    or thoughtlessly fall into bad company.
And these people who only do wrong—
    don’t let them lure me with their sweet talk!
May the Just One set me straight,
    may the Kind One correct me,
Don’t let sin anoint my head.
    I’m praying hard against their evil ways!
Oh, let their leaders be pushed off a high rock cliff;
    make them face the music.
Like a rock pulverized by a maul,
    let their bones be scattered at the gates of hell.

8-10 But God, dear Lord,
    I only have eyes for you.
Since I’ve run for dear life to you,
    take good care of me.
Protect me from their evil scheming,
    from all their demonic subterfuge.
Let the wicked fall flat on their faces,
    while I walk off without a scratch.