Psalmen 141
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- 1A Psalm, by David. O Jehovah, I have called Thee, haste to me, Give ear `to' my voice when I call to Thee.
- יְהוָ֣ה
- יְהוָ֣הYah.wehO YahwehH3068G
- קְ֭רָאתִיךָ
- ח֣וּשָׁה
- לִּ֑י
- הַאֲזִ֥ינָה
- ק֝וֹלִ֗י
- בְּקָרְאִי־
- לָֽךְ׃
- יְהוָ֣ה
- 2My prayer is prepared -- incense before Thee, The lifting up of my hands -- the evening present.
- 3Set, O Jehovah, a watch for my mouth, Watch Thou over the door of my lips.
- 4Incline not my heart to an evil thing, To do habitually actions in wickedness, With men working iniquity, Yea, I eat not of their pleasant things.
- אַל־
- אַל'al-may notH0408
- תַּט־
- תַּטtat-you turnH5186
- לִבִּ֨י
- לְדָבָ֪ר׀
- רָ֡ע
- רָ֡עra'evilH7451H
- לְהִתְע֘וֹלֵ֤ל
- עֲלִל֨וֹת׀
- עֲלִל֨וֹתa.li.LotpracticesH5949
- בְּרֶ֗שַׁע
- אֶת־
- אֶת'et-withH0854
- אִישִׁ֥ים
- אִישִׁ֥ים'i.ShimpeopleH0376G
- פֹּֽעֲלֵי־
- פֹּֽעֲלֵיpo.'a.lei-[who] doH6466
- אָ֑וֶן
- אָ֑וֶן'A.ven<of> wickednessH0205G
- וּבַל־
- אֶ֝לְחַ֗ם
- אֶ֝לְחַ֗ם'el.ChamI will eatH3898B
- בְּמַנְעַמֵּיהֶֽם׃
- אַל־
- 5The righteous doth beat me `in' kindness. And doth reprove me, Oil of the head my head disalloweth not, For still my prayer `is' about their vexations.
- יֶֽהֶלְמֵֽנִי־
- צַדִּ֨יק׀
- צַדִּ֨יקtza.Dika righteous [person]H6662
- חֶ֡סֶד
- חֶ֡סֶדChe.sedloyaltyH2617A
- וְֽיוֹכִיחֵ֗נִי
- שֶׁ֣מֶן
- שֶׁ֣מֶןShe.menoil ofH8081
- רֹ֭אשׁ
- רֹ֭אשׁroshheadH7218A
- אַל־
- אַל'al-may notH0408
- יָנִ֣י
- יָנִ֣יya.Niit refuseH5106
- רֹאשִׁ֑י
- כִּי־
- כִּיki-forH3588A
- ע֥וֹד
- ע֥וֹדodstillH5750
- וּ֝תְפִלָּתִ֗י
- בְּרָעוֹתֵיהֶֽם׃
- 6Their judges have been released by the sides of a rock, And they have heard my sayings, For they have been pleasant.
- 7As one tilling and ripping up in the land, Have our bones been scattered at the command of Saul.
- 8But to Thee, O Jehovah, my Lord, `are' mine eyes, In Thee I have trusted, Make not bare my soul.
- 9Keep me from the gin they laid for me, Even snares of workers of iniquity.
- 10The wicked fall in their nets together, till I pass over!
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