¹⁸ They shall also gird themselves with sackcloth, and horror shall cover them; and shame shall be upon all faces, and baldness upon all their heads.

⁴⁵ Thou art thy mother's daughter, that lotheth her husband and her children; and thou art the sister of thy sisters, who lothed their husbands and their children: your mother was a Hittite, and your father an Amorite.

¹ Yahweh, I have called on you. Come to me quickly! Listen to my voice when I call to you.

² Let my prayer be set before you like incense; the lifting up of my hands like the evening sacrifice.

³ Set a watch, Yahweh, before my mouth. Keep the door of my lips.

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. A contemplation by David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer.