Psalms 141:3-7

Set a guard, Lord, over my mouth; Keep watch over the door of my lips.

Do not incline my heart to any evil thing, To practice deeds of wickedness With people who do wrong; And may I not taste their delicacies.

May the righteous strike me with mercy and discipline me; It is oil for the head; My head shall not refuse it, For my prayer is still against their evil deeds.

Their judges are thrown down by the sides of the rock, And they hear my words, for they are pleasant.

As when one plows and breaks open the earth, Our bones have been scattered at the mouth of Sheol.