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

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

A Davidic psalm.Lord, I call on You; hurry to help me.
Listen to my voice when I call on You.

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.

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.

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

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

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

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

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