The Psalms

Psalm 141

David prays that his appeal may be acceptable, 1, 2; his conscience sincere, 3-6; and his life free from snares, 7-10.

1 [A Psalm of David.] LORD, I cry to you. Make haste to me. Give ear to my voice when I cry to you.

2 Let my prayer be set forth before you 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 Do not incline my heart to any evil thing or to practice wicked works with men who work iniquity. And do not let me 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 shall also 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 cuts and cleaves wood upon the earth.

8 But my eyes are to you, O GOD the Lord. My trust is in you. Do not leave my soul destitute.

9 Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me and the gins of the workers of iniquity.

10 Let the wicked fall into their own nets while I escape.


Matthew Henry Commentary - Psalms, Chapter 141