Psalms 141:7
King James Version
“Our bones are scattered at the grave’s mouth, as when one cutteth and cleaveth upon the earth.”
Context
4Incline not my heart to evil thing, to practise wicked works with men that work iniquity: and let me not eat of their dainties.
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.
10Let the wicked fall into their own nets, whilst that I withal escape.