|מִזְמ֗וֹר לְדָ֫וִ֥ד |
יְהוָ֣ה קְ֭רָאתִיךָ ח֣וּשָׁה לִּ֑י
הַאֲזִ֥ינָה ק֝וֹלִ֗י בְּקָרְאִי־לָֽךְ
|1||A psalm of David, |
Yahweh, I call to you. Hurry to me.
Give ear to my voice when I call to you.
|תִּכּ֤וֹן תְּפִלָּתִ֣י קְטֹ֣רֶת לְפָנֶ֑יךָ |
מַֽשְׂאַ֥ת כַּ֝פַּ֗י מִנְחַת־עָֽרֶב
|2||Let my prayer be established, incense in your presence, |
a lifting up of my palms, the gifts of evening.
|שִׁיתָ֣ה יְ֭הוָה שָׁמְרָ֣ה לְפִ֑י |
נִ֝צְּרָ֗ה עַל־דַּ֥ל שְׂפָתָֽי
|3||Set, Yahweh, a guard on my mouth. |
Preserve the lid on my lips.
|אַל־תַּט־לִבִּ֨י לְדָבָ֪ר ׀ רָ֡ע לְהִתְע֘וֹלֵ֤ל עֲלִל֨וֹת ׀ בְּרֶ֗שַׁע אֶת־אִישִׁ֥ים פֹּֽעֲלֵי־אָ֑וֶן |
|4||Do not bend my heart to a word of evil, wantonly wanton in wickedness with others, workers of mischief, |
and let me not partake in their pleasures.
|יֶֽהֶלְמֵֽנִי־צַדִּ֨יק ׀ חֶ֡סֶד וְֽיוֹכִיחֵ֗נִי שֶׁ֣מֶן רֹ֭אשׁ אַל־יָנִ֣י רֹאשִׁ֑י |
כִּי־ע֥וֹד וּ֝תְפִלָּתִ֗י בְּרָעוֹתֵיהֶֽם
|5||Let one who is righteous smite me with kindness. Let him correct me as oil on a head. Let not my head hinder. |
For persistent is my prayer in their evils.
|נִשְׁמְט֣וּ בִֽידֵי־סֶ֭לַע שֹׁפְטֵיהֶ֑ם |
וְשָׁמְע֥וּ אֲ֝מָרַ֗י כִּ֣י נָעֵֽמוּ
|6||When those judging them are felled by means of a cliff, |
then they will hear my promises for they are pleasant.
|כְּמ֤וֹ פֹלֵ֣חַ וּבֹקֵ֣עַ בָּאָ֑רֶץ |
נִפְזְר֥וּ עֲ֝צָמֵ֗ינוּ לְפִ֣י שְׁאֽוֹל
|7||As one slices and splits upon the earth, |
scattered are our bones to the mouth of the grave.
|כִּ֤י אֵלֶ֨יךָ ׀ יְהֹוִ֣ה אֲדֹנָ֣י עֵינָ֑י |
בְּכָ֥ה חָ֝סִ֗יתִי אַל־תְּעַ֥ר נַפְשִֽׁי
|8||For to you Yahweh my Lord are my eyes. |
In you I take refuge. Do not expose my being.
|שָׁמְרֵ֗נִי מִ֣ידֵי פַ֭ח יָ֣קְשׁוּ לִ֑י |
וּ֝מֹקְשׁ֗וֹת פֹּ֣עֲלֵי אָֽוֶן
|9||Guard me from the means of the snare they have set to trap me, |
and from the traps of the workers of mischief.
|יִפְּל֣וּ בְמַכְמֹרָ֣יו רְשָׁעִ֑ים |
יַ֥חַד אָ֝נֹכִ֗י עַֽד־אֶעֱבֽוֹר
|10||Let the wicked fall into their own cravings. |
As one I myself yet pass through.
Wednesday, November 18, 2015
Psalm 141 - a lid on my lips
No lid on my lips necessary to re-post this psalm that I just happen to be reading. Am I totally out to lunch when I say that David was taught a different kind of war that the nations have not yet learned.
The word painting in verse 4 on 'wantonly wanton in wickedness with others' (wow) is striking. perhaps slightly difficult to sing in this major-minor mode.
Posted by Bob MacDonald