Let the righteous smite me; it shall be a kindness: and let him reprove me; it shall be an excellent oil, which shall not break my head: for yet my prayer also shall be in their calamities.

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Let a righteous man strike me—that is a kindness;
    let him rebuke me(A)—that is oil on my head.(B)
My head will not refuse it,
    for my prayer will still be against the deeds of evildoers.

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Open rebuke is better than secret love.

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Better is open rebuke
    than hidden love.

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Faithful are the wounds of a friend; but the kisses of an enemy are deceitful.

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Wounds from a friend can be trusted,
    but an enemy multiplies kisses.(A)

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