God's New Revelations

The Book of Psalms

Geneva Bible :: World English Bible Catholic

- Chapter 141 -

Come to me quickly

(Psalm 70:1-5)
1
A Psalme of David. O Lord, I call vpon thee: haste thee vnto me: heare my voyce, when I cry vnto thee.
2
Let my prayer be directed in thy sight as incense, and the lifting vp of mine hands as an euening sacrifice.
3
Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth, and keepe the doore of my lips.
4
Incline not mine heart to euill, that I should commit wicked workes with men that worke iniquitie: and let me not eate of their delicates.
5
Let the righteous smite me: for that is a benefite: and let him reprooue me, and it shalbe a precious oyle, that shall not breake mine head: for within a while I shall euen pray in their miseries.
6
When their iudges shall be cast downe in stonie places, they shall heare my wordes, for they are sweete.
7
Our bones lye scattered at the graues mouth, as he that heweth wood or diggeth in the earth.
8
But mine eyes looke vnto thee, O Lord God: in thee is my trust: leaue not my soule destitute.
9
Keepe me from the snare, which they haue layde for me, and from the grennes of the workers of iniquitie.
10
Let the wicked fall into his nettes together, whiles I escape.

Come to me quickly

(Psalm 70:1-5)
1
LORD, I have called on you. Come to me quickly! Listen to my voice when I call to you.
2
Let my prayer be set before you like incense; the lifting up of my hands like the evening sacrifice.
3
Set a watch, LORD, before my mouth. Keep the door of my lips.
4
Don’t incline my heart to any evil thing, to practice deeds of wickedness with men who work iniquity. Don’t let me eat of their delicacies.
5
Let the righteous strike me, it is kindness; let him reprove me, it is like oil on the head; don’t let my head refuse it; Yet my prayer is always against evil deeds.
6
Their judges are thrown down by the sides of the rock. They will hear my words, for they are well spoken.
7
As when one plows and breaks up the earth, our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol.”(a)
8
For my eyes are on you, LORD, the Lord. I take refuge in you. Don’t leave my soul destitute.
9
Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me, from the traps of the workers of iniquity.
10
Let the wicked fall together into their own nets while I pass by.

Footnotes

(a)141:7 Sheol is the place of the dead.