Verses from Psalm 141 ✠ Canticles

Philip Derrida
Philip Derrida
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Publicado 2024-06-15
Let my prayer rise before you as incense, the lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice.

O Lord, I call to you; come to me quickly; hear my voice when I cry to you.
Set a watch before my mouth, O Lord, and guard the door of my lips;

Let my prayer rise before you as incense, the lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice.

Let not my heart incline to any evil thing; let me not be occupied in wickedness with evildoers.
But my eyes are turned to you, Lord God; in you I take refuge; do not leave me defenceless.

Let my prayer rise before you as incense, the lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice.
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