Ps 140:13 Surely the righteous will give thanks to Your name; The upright will dwell in Your presence.
Ps 141:1 O LORD, I call upon You; hasten to me! Give ear to my voice when I call to You!
Ps 141:2 May my prayer be counted as incense before You; The lifting up of my hands as the evening offering.
Ps 141:3 Set a guard, O LORD, over my mouth; Keep watch over the door of my lips.
Ps 141:4 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.
Ps 141:5 ¶ 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.
Ps 141:6 Their judges are thrown down by the sides of the rock, And they hear my words, for they are pleasant.
Ps 141:7 As when one plows and breaks open the earth, Our bones have been scattered at the mouth of Sheol.
Ps 141:9 Keep me from the jaws of the trap which they have set for me, And from the snares of those who do iniquity.
Ps 141:10 Let the wicked fall into their own nets, While I pass by safely.
Ps 142:2 I pour out my complaint before Him; I declare my trouble before Him.
Ps 142:3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, You knew my path. In the way where I walk They have hidden a trap for me.
Ps 142:4 Look to the right and see; For there is no one who regards me; There is no escape for me; No one cares for my soul.
Ps 142:5 ¶ I cried out to You, O LORD; I said, "You are my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.
Ps 142:6 "Give heed to my cry, For I am brought very low; Deliver me from my persecutors, For they are too strong for me.
Ps 143:3 For the enemy has persecuted my soul; He has crushed my life to the ground; He has made me dwell in dark places, like those who have long been dead.
Ps 143:4 Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me; My heart is appalled within me.
Ps 143:5 ¶ I remember the days of old; I meditate on all Your doings; I muse on the work of Your hands.
Ps 143:6 I stretch out my hands to You; My soul longs for You, as a parched land. Selah.
Ps 143:7 ¶ Answer me quickly, O LORD, my spirit fails; Do not hide Your face from me, Or I will become like those who go down to the pit.