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Psalms 140

1 A Psalm of David.

O Lord, I have cried to thee; hear me:

Attend to the voice of my supplication, when I cry to thee.

2 Let my prayer be set forth before thee as incense;

The lifting up of my hands as an evening sacrifice.

3 Set a watch, O Lord, on my mouth,

And a strong door about my lips.

4 Incline not my heart to evil things,

To employ pretexts for sins,

With men who work iniquity:

And let me not unite with their choice ones.

5 The righteous shall chasten me with mercy, and reprove me:

But let not the oil of the sinner anoint my head:

For yet shall my prayer also be in their pleasures.

6 Their mighty ones have been swallowed up near the rock:

They shall hear my words, for they are sweet.

7 As a lump of earth is crushed upon the ground,

Our bones have been scattered by the mouth of the grave.

8 For mine eyes are to thee, O Lord God:

I have hoped in thee; take not away my life.

9 Keep me from the snare which they have set for me,

And from the stumbling blocks of them that work iniquity.

10 Sinners shall fall by their own net:

I am alone until I shall escape.

Domínio Público. Esta tradução bíblica de domínio público é trazida a você por cortesia de eBible.org.

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