O may the righteous, when I stray,
Smite, and reprove my wand’ring way!
Their gentle words, like ointment shed,
Shall never bruise, but cheer my head.
Psalm 141 Poetry
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Day: November 23, 2020
Psalm 141 | Prayer for Safekeeping from Wickedness
Let my prayer be set before You as incense,
The lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice
Upward Ever... 