Have pity upon me,
have pity upon me,
O ye my friends;
for the hand of God hath touched me.
Why do ye persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my flesh?
Oh that my words were now written !
oh that they were printed in a book!
That they were graven with an iron pen and lead in the rock for ever!
For I know that my redeemer liveth,
and that he shall stand at the latter day upon the earth:
yet in my flesh shall I see God:
Whom I shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold , and not another ;
though my reins be consumed within me.
But ye should say , Why persecute we him, seeing the root of the matter is found in me?
Be ye afraid of the sword:
for wrath bringeth the punishments of the sword, that ye may know there is a judgment .
Job 19:21-29