Psalm 35:14

“Have I not wept for the one whose life is hard? Was not my soul grieved for the needy?

I am bent over and greatly bowed down; I go mourning all day long.

Let the righteous smite me in lovingkindness and reprove me; It is oil upon the head; Let not my head refuse it, For still my prayer is against their evil deeds.

in the day that the watchmen of the house tremble, and valiant men bend down, the grinding ones stand idle because they are few, and those who look through windows grow dark;