Context Reading
15I have sewed sackcloth on my skin,and have thrust my horn in the dust. 16My face is red with weeping.Deep darkness is on my eyelids, 17although there is no violence in my hands,and my prayer is pure. 18“Earth, don’t cover my blood.Let my cry have no place to rest. 19Even now, behold, my witness is in heaven.He who vouches for me is on high.