15-17 “I sewed myself a shroud and wore it like a shirt;
    I lay facedown in the dirt.
Now my face is blotched red from weeping;
    look at the dark shadows under my eyes,
Even though I’ve never hurt a soul
    and my prayers are sincere!

The One Who Represents Mortals Before God

18-22 “O Earth, don’t cover up the wrong done to me!
    Don’t muffle my cry!
There must be Someone in heaven who knows the truth about me,
    in highest heaven, some Attorney who can clear my name—
My Champion, my Friend,
    while I’m weeping my eyes out before God.
I appeal to the One who represents mortals before God
    as a neighbor stands up for a neighbor.

“Only a few years are left
    before I set out on the road of no return.”

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17 yet my hands have been free of violence(A)
    and my prayer is pure.(B)

18 “Earth, do not cover my blood;(C)
    may my cry(D) never be laid to rest!(E)
19 Even now my witness(F) is in heaven;(G)
    my advocate is on high.(H)

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