A psalm of David.

1 I call to you, Lord, come quickly to me;

hear me when I call to you.

2 May my prayer be set before you like incense;

may the lifting up of my hands be like the evening sacrifice.

3 Set a guard over my mouth, Lord;

keep watch over the door of my lips.

4 Do not let my heart be drawn to what is evil

so that I take part in wicked deeds

along with those who are evildoers;

do not let me eat their delicacies.

5 Let a righteous man strike me – that is a kindness;

let him rebuke me – that is oil on my head.

My head will not refuse it,

for my prayer will still be against the deeds of evildoers.

6 Their rulers will be thrown down from the cliffs,

and the wicked will learn that my words were well spoken.

7 They will say, ‘As one ploughs and breaks up the earth,

so our bones have been scattered at the mouth of the grave.’

8 But my eyes are fixed on you, Sovereign Lord;

in you I take refuge – do not give me over to death.

9 Keep me safe from the traps set by evildoers,

from the snares they have laid for me.

10 Let the wicked fall into their own nets,

while I pass by in safety.

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