1 Lord, I call on you; hurry to help me.
Listen to my voice when I call on you.

2 May my prayer be set before you as incense,
the raising of my hands as the evening offering.

3 Lord, set up a guard for my mouth;
keep watch at the door of my lips.

4 Do not let my heart turn to any evil thing
or perform wicked acts
with men who commit sin.
Do not let me feast on their delicacies.

5 Let the righteous one strike me —
it is an act of faithful love;
let him rebuke me —
it is oil for my head;
let me not refuse it.
Even now my prayer is against
the evil acts of the wicked.

6 When their rulers will be thrown off
the sides of a cliff,
the people will listen to my words,
for they are pleasing.

7 As when one plows and breaks up the soil,
turning up rocks,
so our bones have been scattered
at the mouth of Sheol.

8 But my eyes look to you, Lord, my Lord.
I seek refuge in you; do not let me die.

9 Protect me from the trap they have set for me,
and from the snares of evildoers.

10 Let the wicked fall into their own nets,
while I pass by safely.