Psalms 140:1-7

¹I have cried to the, O Lord, hear me: hearken to my voice, when I cry to thee.

²Let my prayer be directed as incense in thy sight; the lifting up of my hands, as evening sacrifice.

³Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth: and a door round about my lips.

⁴Incline not my heart to evil words; to make excuses in sins. With men that work iniquity: and I will not communicate with the choicest of them.

⁵The just shall correct me in mercy, and shall reprove me: but let not the oil of the sinner fatten my head. For my prayer also shall still be against the things with which they are well pleased:

⁶Their judges falling upon the rock have been swallowed up. They shall hear my words, for they have prevailed:

⁷As when the thickness of the earth is broken up upon the ground: Our bones are scattered by the side of hell.