Job 16:14-22

14He breaks me with wound upon wound; He runs at me like a warrior.

15“I have sewn sackcloth over my skin, And laid my head in the dust.

16My face is flushed from weeping, And on my eyelids is the shadow of death;

17Although no violence is in my hands, And my prayer is pure.

18“O earth, do not cover my blood, And let my cry have no resting place!

19Surely even now my witness is in heaven, And my evidence is on high.

20My friends scorn me; My eyes pour out tears to God.

21Oh, that one might plead for a man with God, As a man pleads for his neighbor!

22For when a few years are finished, I shall go the way of no return.