16 My face is
1 flushed from weeping,
And on my eyelids
is the shadow of death;
17 Although no violence
is in my hands,
And my prayer
is pure.
18 “O earth, do not cover my blood,
And
alet my cry have no
resting place!
19 Surely even now
amy witness
is in heaven,
And my evidence
is on high.
20 My friends scorn me;
My eyes pour out
tears to God.
21 aOh, that one might plead for a man with God,
As a man
pleads for his
1 neighbor!
22 For when a few years are finished,
I shall
ago the way of no return.
New King James Version®, Copyright© 1982, Thomas Nelson. All rights reserved.
