141	Psalm 141	LM
	O LORD, accept my prayers, my vows,    Earnest and sweet in morning hours, And let my nightly worship rise Fragrant as evening sacrifice.
2	Watch o’er my lips, and guard them, Lord, From every rash and heedless word, Nor let my heart incline to rove Into the sins that worldlings love.
3	O may the righteous, when I stray, See and reprove my wandering way; Their gentle words, like ointment shed, Shall only heal and cheer my head.
4	When I behold them pressed with grief, I’ll cry to Heav’n for their relief; And by my warm petitions prove, How much I prize their faithful love.
	Isaac Watts, 1674-1748‡