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Let a righteous one strike me in kindness,
and let him chasten me.
It is oil for my head;[a] let not my head refuse.
For still my prayer is against their evil deeds.
When their judges are thrown down the sides of a cliff,[b]
then they will understand that my words were pleasant.
As when one plows and breaks up the earth,
so our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 141:5 Or “It is choice oil”
  2. Psalm 141:6 Or “are dropped into the hands of the Rock,” that is, Yahweh. The interpretation of vv. 6–7 is uncertain.