5
Let the righteous man strike me;
let his rebuke be an act of loving devotion.
It is oil for my head; let me not refuse it.
For my prayer is ever against the deeds of the wicked.
6
When their rulers are thrown down from the cliffs,
the people will listen to my words,
for they are pleasant.
7
As when one plows and breaks up the soil,
so our bones have been scattered at the mouth of Sheol.