Thomson(i)
1 A Psalm by David. TO thee, Lord, I have cried, hearken to me; attend to the sound of my supplication. When I cry to thee;
2 let my prayer come before thee as incense; and the lifting up of my hands as an evening sacrifice.
3 Set a watch, Lord, on my mouth; and guard the door of my lips.
4 Let not my heart turn aside to wicked deeds; to form excuses for sins with men who work iniquity: nor let me associate with their chosen bands.
5 Let a righteous man correct me with mercy; and he will work conviction in me: but let not the oil of a sinner [for this shall still be my prayer] anoint my head at their pleasure.
6 Their strong men were swallowed up near a rock: let them hear my words for they were sweet.
7 As if a lump of earth was broken on the ground; our bones were scattered at the grave's mouth.
8 Since mine eyes are to thee, O Lord, Lord; in thee I have placed my confidence; deliver not my soul to destruction.
9 Keep me from the snare they have laid for me: and from the stumbling blocks of the workers of iniquity.
10 The wicked shall fall by their own net, I am in private till I can escape.