May my prayer be set before you like incense; may the lifting up of my hands be like the evening sacrifice.
Set a guard over my mouth, Lord; keep watch over the door of my lips.
Do not let my heart be drawn to what is evilso that I take part in wicked deeds along with those who are evildoers;
do not let me eat their delicacies.
- Psalm 141
dop, edit: Tobiáš Kučera
music: Pavel Česnokov
interpret: Kammerkoor Raduga