2 Let my prayer be incense before you;my uplifted hands an evening offering.
3 Set a guard, Lord, before my mouth,keep watch over the door of my lips.
4 Do not let my heart incline to evil,to perform deeds in wickedness.On the delicacies of evildoerslet me not feast.
5 Let a righteous person strike me; it is mercy if he reproves me.Do not withhold oil from my headwhile my prayer opposes their evil deeds.
6 May their leaders be cast over the cliff,so that they hear that my speeches are pleasing.
7 Like the plowing and breaking up of the earth,our bones are strewn at the mouth of Sheol.
8 For my eyes are upon you, O Lord, my Lord;in you I take refuge; do not take away my soul.