Psalm 141:7-9

The Voice

⁷Just as when a farmer plows and breaks open the earth, leaving clumps of dirt scattered along the rows,
our bones are scattered at the mouth of the grave.

⁸My gaze is fixed upon You, Eternal One, my Lord;
    in You I find safety and protection.
    Do not abandon me and leave me defenseless.
⁹Protect me from the jaws of the trap my enemies have set for me
    and from the snares of those who work evil.

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