- My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
 - Not for any injustice in mine hands: also my prayer is pure.
 - O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no place.
 - Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high.
 - My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.
			
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- "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.
 - "O earth, do not cover my blood, And let 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.
			
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