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title: "Commentary on the Psalms, Volume 5"
author: "John Calvin"
translator: "James Anderson"
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section: 151 of 159
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cite: "John Calvin, tr. James Anderson, Commentary on the Psalms, Volume 5, section 151. Scriptura (scriptura.si), https://scriptura.si/works/john-calvin-commentary-on-the-psalms-volume-5/151/"
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# Commentary on the Psalms, Volume 5

*John Calvin, tr. James Anderson*

Calvin on the Psalms, volume 5 of 5.

## 151. Psalm 141

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[¶0] A Psalm of David

[¶1] 1 O Jehovah! I have cried to thee: Haste thou to me: Listen to my voice when I cry to thee.

[¶2] 2 Directed let my prayer be as incense before thy face: [Let] the lifting up of my hands [be] as the sacrifice of the evening.

[¶3] 3 Set, O Jehovah! a watch to my mouth; Keep a guard upon the door of my lips.

[¶4] 4 Incline not my heart to an evil thing, To commit works of ungodliness with the men who work iniquity; And let me not eat of their dainties.

[¶5] 5 Smite me let the righteous man, [it shall be] a kindness; And let him chastise me, [it shall be] an oil that is precious, It shall not break my head: For yet also my prayer shall be in their calamities.

[¶6] 6 Cast down on stony places have been their judges: And they shall hear my words, for they are sweet.

[¶7] 7 As he who breaketh and cutteth on the earth, Scattered have been our bones at the mouth of the grave.

[¶8] 8 Because to thee, O Jehovah! my Lord! are my eyes, In thee I have hoped: do not leave destitute my soul.

[¶9] 9 Keep me from the hands of the snare which they have spread for me. From the nets of those who work iniquity.

[¶10] 10 Fall into his nets let the ungodly ones together, Until I escape.

### Psalm 142

[¶12] Maschil of David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer

[¶13] 1 With my voice to, Jehovah I cried; With my voice to. Jehovah I made supplication.

[¶14] 2 I poured out before his face my meditation; My affliction before his face I declare.

[¶15] 3 When perplexed within me was my spirit, And thou knewest my path: In the way wherein I walked, they laid a snare for me.

[¶16] 4 On looking to the right hand, and beholding, None there was who would know me, Perish did refuge from me, [There was] no man seeking after my soul.

[¶17] 5 I cried to thee, O Jehovah! I said, Thou art my hope, My portion in the land of the living.

[¶18] 6 Attend to my cry, For under affliction I labor exceedingly: Deliver me from my persecutors, For they are too strong for me.

[¶19] 7 Rescue from prison my soul, That I may celebrate thy name: Crown me shall the righteous ones, For thou shalt recompense me.