1 O LORD, I am calling to you. Please hurry!
Listen when I cry to you for help!
and my upraised hands as an evening offering.
and guard my lips.
or take part in acts of wickedness.
Don’t let me share in the delicacies
of those who do wrong.
It will be a kindness!
If they correct me, it is soothing medicine.
Don’t let me refuse it.
But I pray constantly
against the wicked and their deeds.
the wicked will listen to my words and find them true.
the bones of the wicked will lie scattered without burial.a
You are my refuge; don’t let them kill me.
from the snares of those who do wrong.
but let me escape.