Let thy garments be always white; and let thy head lack no ointment.

Neither shalt thou swear by thy head, because thou canst not make one hair white or black.

And of thy garments thou didst take, and deckedst thy high places with divers colours, and playedst the harlot thereupon: the like things shall not come, neither shall it be so.

All thy garments smell of myrrh, and aloes, and cassia, out of the ivory palaces, whereby they have made thee glad.

Let my supplication come before thee: deliver me according to thy word.

Ponder the path of thy feet, and let all thy ways be established.