Let the righteous smite me, it shall be a kindness; And let him reprove me, it shall be as oil upon the head; Let not my head refuse it: For even in their wickedness shall my prayer continue.
Be ye not as the horse, or as the mule, which have no understanding: Whose trappings must be bit and bridle to hold them in, Else they will not come near unto thee.
and the priest shall look, and, behold, if there be a white rising in the skin, and it have turned the hair white, and there be quick raw flesh in the rising,