13 The righteous also shall give thanks unto thy Name: and the just shall continue in thy sight.
PSALM 141. Domine, clamavi.
O Lord, I call upon thee, haste thee unto me: and consider my voice when I cry unto thee.
2 Let my prayer be set forth in thy sight as the incense: and let the lifting up of my hands be an evening sacrifice.
3 Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth: and keep the door of my lips.
4 O let not mine heart be inclined to any evil thing: let me not be occupied in ungodly works with the men that work wickedness, lest I eat of such things as please them.
5 Let the righteous rather smite me friendly: and reprove me.
6 But let not their precious balms break my head: yea, I will pray yet against their wickedness.
7 Let their judges be overthrown in stony places: that they may hear my words, for they are sweet.
8 Our bones lie scattered before the pit: like as when one breaketh and heweth wood upon the earth.