Job 16:16-20

“My face is flushed from weeping, And deep darkness is on my eyelids,

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

“Earth, do not cover my blood, And may there be no resting place for my cry.

“Even now, behold, my witness is in heaven, And my advocate is on high.

“My friends are my scoffers; My eye weeps to God,