Psalms 141:7LXX

5Let the righteous smite me; a kindness: and let him reprove me; an excellent oil, shall not break my head: for yet my prayer also in their calamities.

6When their judges are overthrown in stony places, they shall hear my words; for they are sweet.

7Our bones are scattered at the grave's mouth, as when one cutteth and cleaveth upon the earth.

8But mine eyes unto thee, O GOD the Lord: in thee is my trust; leave not my soul destitute.

9Keep me from the snares they have laid for me, and the gins of the workers of iniquity.