May my prayer be counted as incense before You;
The lifting up of my hands as the evening offering.

Set a guard, O Lord, over my mouth;
Keep watch over the door of my lips.

A Psalm of David.
O Lord, I call upon You; hasten to me!
Give ear to my voice when I call to You!

Let the righteous smite me in kindness and reprove me;
It is oil upon the head;
Do not let my head refuse it,
For still my prayer is against their wicked deeds.

Do not incline my heart to any evil thing,
To practice deeds of wickedness
With men who do iniquity;
And do not let me eat of their delicacies.

For my eyes are toward You, O God, the Lord;
In You I take refuge; do not leave me defenseless.

As when one plows and breaks open the earth,
Our bones have been scattered at the mouth of Sheol.

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

Keep me from the jaws of the trap which they have set for me,
And from the snares of those who do iniquity.

Their judges are thrown down by the sides of the rock,
And they hear my words, for they are pleasant.