Psalm 141:7

Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

About the grave's devouring mouth our bones are scatter'd round, As wood which men do cut and cleave lies scatter'd on the ground.

Cross References

Psalm 53:5

Ev'n there they were afraid, and stood with trembling, all dismay'd, Whereas there was no cause at all why they should be afraid: For God his bones that thee besieg'd hath scatter'd all abroad; Thou hast confounded them, for they despised are of God.

Psalm 44:22

Yea, for thy sake we're kill'd all day, counted as slaughter-sheep.