¹⁸     O earth, do not conceal my blood!
        And when they seek to silence my cry, refuse a place for its burial.
¹⁹     Look! Even at this very moment, my witness is there, in heaven;
        my advocate is seated on high.
²⁰     My only friends scoff at me; they persist in mocking me;
        even now my eyes well up in tears to God,
²¹     Appealing to God as a mere man,
        as a human being might for the sake of his friend.