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A Psalm of David.
1 Lord, I cry unto thee: make haste unto me;
Give ear unto my voice, when I cry unto thee.
2 Let my prayer be set forth before thee as incense;
And the lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice.
3 Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth;
Keep the door of my lips.
4 Incline not my heart to any evil thing,
To practise wicked works with men that work iniquity:
And let me not eat of their dainties.
5 Let the righteous smite me; it shall be a kindness:
And let him reprove me; it shall be an excellent oil,
Which shall not break my head:
For yet my prayer also shall be in their calamities.
6 When their judges are overthrown in stony places,
They shall hear my words; for they are sweet.
7 Our bones are scattered at the grave’s mouth,
As when one cutteth and cleaveth wood upon the earth.
8 But mine eyes are unto thee, O God the Lord:
In thee is my trust; leave not my soul destitute.
9 Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me,
And the grins of the workers of iniquity.
10 Let the wicked fall into their own nets,
Whilst that I withal escape.