Job 16:14-22

14He breaks through against me, breach after breach. He runs after me like a warrior.

15“I have sewn sackcloth over my skin and sunk my horn in the dust;

16my face is red from weeping, and on my eyelids are deep darkness;

17yet no violence is in my hands and my prayer is pure.

18“Earth, do not cover my blood, and let my cry find no resting place!

19Even now my witness is in heaven, my advocate is on high.

20My intercessor is my friend; as my eyes pour out tears to God;

21he contends with God on behalf of man as one pleads for a friend.

22“For the number of years will come to pass, and then I will go the way of no return.