Our bones are scattered at the mouth of the grave, As when one plows and breaks up the earth.
Psalms 141:7
Surrounding context
141:6 Their judges are overthrown by the sides of the cliff, And they hear my words, for they are sweet.
141:7 Our bones are scattered at the mouth of the grave, As when one plows and breaks up the earth.
141:8 But my eyes are upon You, O GOD the Lord; In You I take refuge; Do not leave my soul destitute.