May my prayer be counted as incense before You, the lifting up of my hands as the evening offering.@Psalm 141:2

Par­a­phrase of Psalm 141. Au­thor un­known.

Comp­ton (Great­or­ex) in A Col­lec­tion of Psalm and Hymn Tunes, Chants, An­thems, and Sen­tenc­es, by Hen­ry W. Great­or­ex (Bos­ton, Mas­sa­chu­setts: Ol­iv­er Dit­son, 1851), page 2 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Lord, in Thy sight, O let my prayer
Like morning incense rise;
My lifted hands accepted be
An evening sacrifice.

From hasty language curb my tongue,
And let a constant guard
Still keep the portal of my lips
With wary silence barred.

From wicked men’s designs and deeds
My heart and hands restrain;
Nor let me share their evil works,
Or their unrighteous gain.

Let upright men reprove my faults,
And I shall think them kind;
Like healing oil upon my head
I their reproof shall find.