15. I have sewed sackcloth over my skin [as a sign of mourning] and have defiled my horn (my insignia of strength) in the dust.
16. My face is red and swollen with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death [my eyes are dimmed],
17. Although there is no guilt or violence in my hands and my prayer is pure.
18. O earth, cover not my blood, and let my cry have no resting-place [where it will cease being heard].
19. Even now, behold, my Witness is in heaven, and He who vouches for me is on high. [Rom. 1:9.]
20. My friends scorn me, but my eye pours out tears to God.
21. Oh, that there might be one who would plead for a man with God and that he would maintain his right with Him, as a son of man pleads with or for his neighbor! [I Tim. 2:5.]
22. For when a few years are come, I shall go the way from which I shall not return.