Saturday Psalm #141

O LORD, I call to you; come.

Please come. Quickly.

Listen, not just to my voice,

but to my heart.

I pray that what I'm about to say

will be pleasing to you,

like incense offered in worship,

like a sweet-smelling sacrifice.

Send an angelic sentinel

to guard my mouth, O LORD;

keep watch over the door of my lips.

Keep my heart from being drawn to evil.

Keep wicked deeds

and wicked people

far, far from me.

I want nothing to do with them.

Surround me with the righteous, Lord.

Even if they rebuke me, it will be a kindness;

if they have to correct me, it will be oil on my head.

Such help I will not despise.

But let those who want me to fail be disappointed,

sorely, Lord.

For my eyes are fixed on you, O Sovereign LORD;

I take refuge in you, I find shelter in you.

Keep me from the snares of the Enemy,

from the traps set by his accomplices.

Let the wicked fall into their own nets,

while I pass by in safety.

Amen.

(based on Psalm 141; photo by MarleneBitzer via pixabay.com)