Our bones are scattered at the mouth of the grave,
As when one plows and breaks up the earth.

But (A)my eyes are upon You, O God the Lord;
In You I take refuge;
[a]Do not leave my soul destitute.
Keep me from (B)the snares they have laid for me,
And from the traps of the workers of iniquity.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 141:8 Lit. Do not make my soul bare

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