Psalm 141:7

4 Don`t incline my heart to any evil thing, To practice deeds of wickedness with men who work iniquity. Don`t let me eat of their delicacies.

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.

10 Let the wicked fall together into their own nets, While I pass by. Psalm 142 A contemplation by David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer.