Old Testament in a year – Day 136

Psalms 140: 1 - 142: 7

For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.
1Deliver me, LORD, from the evil man.
Preserve me from the violent man:
2those who devise mischief in their hearts.
They continually gather themselves together for war.
3They have sharpened their tongues like a serpent.
Viper’s poison is under their lips. Selah.
4LORD, keep me from the hands of the wicked.
Preserve me from the violent men who have determined to trip my feet.
5The proud have hidden a snare for me,
they have spread the cords of a net by the path.
They have set traps for me. Selah.
6I said to the LORD, “You are my God.”
Listen to the cry of my petitions, LORD.
7LORD, the Lord, the strength of my salvation,
you have covered my head in the day of battle.
8LORD, don’t grant the desires of the wicked.
Don’t let their evil plans succeed, or they will become proud. Selah.
9As for the head of those who surround me,
let the mischief of their own lips cover them.
10Let burning coals fall on them.
Let them be thrown into the fire,
into miry pits, from where they never rise.
11An evil speaker won’t be established in the earth.
Evil will hunt the violent man to overthrow him.
12I know that the LORD will maintain the cause of the afflicted,
and justice for the needy.
13Surely the righteous will give thanks to your name.
The upright will dwell in your presence.
A Psalm by David.
1LORD, I have called on you.
Come to me quickly!
Listen to my voice when I call to you.
2Let my prayer be set before you like incense;
the lifting up of my hands like the evening sacrifice.
3Set a watch, LORD, before my mouth.
Keep the door of my lips.
4Don’t incline my heart to any evil thing,
to practise deeds of wickedness with men who work iniquity.
Don’t let me eat of their delicacies.
5Let the righteous strike me, it is kindness;
let him reprove me, it is like oil on the head;
don’t let my head refuse it;
Yet my prayer is always against evil deeds.
6Their judges are thrown down by the sides of the rock.
They will hear my words, for they are well spoken.
7“As when one ploughs and breaks up the earth,
our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol.”
8For my eyes are on you, LORD, the Lord.
In you, I take refuge.
Don’t leave my soul destitute.
9Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me,
from the traps of the workers of iniquity.
10Let the wicked fall together into their own nets
while I pass by.
A contemplation by David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer.
1I cry with my voice to the LORD.
With my voice, I ask the LORD for mercy.
2I pour out my complaint before him.
I tell him my troubles.
3When my spirit was overwhelmed within me,
you knew my route.
On the path in which I walk,
they have hidden a snare for me.
4Look on my right, and see;
for there is no one who is concerned for me.
Refuge has fled from me.
No one cares for my soul.
5I cried to you, LORD.
I said, “You are my refuge,
my portion in the land of the living.”
6Listen to my cry,
for I am in desperate need.
Deliver me from my persecutors,
for they are too strong for me.
7Bring my soul out of prison,
that I may give thanks to your name.
The righteous will surround me,
for you will be good to me.
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