5 Let the righteous strike me, it is kindness; Let him reprove me, it is like oil on the head; Don't let my head refuse it; Yet my prayer is always against evil deeds.
6 Their judges are thrown down by the sides of the rock. They will hear my words, for they are well spoken.
7 'As when one plows and breaks up the earth, Our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol.'
8 For my eyes are on you, Yahweh, the Lord. In you, I take refuge. Don't leave my soul destitute.
9 Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me, From the traps of the workers of iniquity.
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