1The psalm of David. Lord, I cried to thee, hear thou me; give thou attention to my voice, when I shall cry to thee.
2My prayer be dressed as incense in thy sight; the raising up of mine hands be as the eventide sacrifice.
3Lord, set thou a keeping to my mouth; and a door of standing about to my lips.
4Bow thou not down mine heart into words of malice; to excuse excusings in sin. With men working wickedness; and I shall not commune with the chosen men of them.
5A just or rightwise man shall reprove me in mercy, and he shall blame me; but the oil of a sinner make not fat mine head. For why and yet my prayer is in the well pleasant or well pleased things of them;
6for the doomsmen of them joined to the stone were sopped up. Hear they my words, for they were mighty.
7As fatness is broken out on the earth; our bones be scattered nigh hell.
8Lord, Lord, for mine eyes be to thee, I hoped in thee; take thou not away my soul.
9Keep thou me from the snare which they ordained to me; and from the traps of them that work wickedness.
10Sinners shall fall in the net thereof; I am alone till I pass by.