Psalm 141

1. I call, beset by wicked scoffing, / On Thee, O LORD; make haste to me! / O let my prayer like incense be, / My lifted hands like evening off’rings.

2. Set Thou a guard, O LORD, I pray Thee, / To keep my mouth from evil’s lure, / The doorway of my lips secure. / Hear Thou my voice and come to stay me.

3. Let none to evil deeds incite me. / Keep Thou me from the company / Of those who work iniquity, / And let their dainties not delight me. / W. van der Kamp, 1967