Psalms 141:3-7

³Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth; Keep the door of my lips.

⁴Incline not my heart to any evil thing, To practise wicked works with men that work iniquity: And let me not eat of their dainties.

⁵Let the righteous smite me; it shall be a kindness: And let him reprove me; it shall be an excellent oil, Which shall not break my head: For yet my prayer also shall be in their calamities.

⁶When their judges are overthrown in stony places, They shall hear my words; for they are sweet.

⁷Our bones are scattered at the grave’s mouth, As when one cutteth and cleaveth wood upon the earth.