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18 “Earth, don’t cover my blood.
    Let my cry have no place to rest.
19 Even now, behold, my witness is in heaven.
    He who vouches for me is on high.
20 My friends scoff at me.
    My eyes pour out tears to God,
21 that he would maintain the right of a man with God,
    of a son of man with his neighbor!

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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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