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21Have pity on me, my friends, have pity, for the hand of God has struck me. 22Why do you persecute me as God does? Will you never get enough of my flesh? 23I wish that my words were recorded and inscribed in a book, 24by an iron stylus on lead, or chiseled in stone forever. 25But I know that my Redeemer lives, and in the end He will stand upon the earth.