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18 “O earth, do not conceal my blood.
    Let it cry out on my behalf.
19 Even now my witness is in heaven.
    My advocate is there on high.
20 My friends scorn me,
    but I pour out my tears to God.
21 I need someone to mediate between God and me,
    as a person mediates between friends.

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18 Earth, do not cover my blood;
may my cry for help find no resting place.(A)
19 Even now my witness is in heaven,
and my advocate is in the heights!(B)
20 My friends scoff at me
as I weep before God.
21 I wish that someone might argue for a man with God(C)
just as anyone[a] would for a friend.

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Footnotes

  1. 16:21 Lit a son of man