Psalms 141:5-7

⁵Let the righteous smite me,—it shall be a kindness; Let him reprove me, and it shall be oil for my head; Let him do it again, and my head shall not refuse it; But now I pray against their wickedness!

⁶When their judges are hurled over the side of the rock, They shall hear how pleasant are my words.

⁷So are our bones scattered at the mouth of the underworld, As when one furroweth and ploweth up the land.