19. All my intimate friends abhor me, and they whom I loved are turned against me.
20. My bones cleave to my skin and to my flesh, and I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.
21. Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, ye my friends; for the hand of +God hath touched me.
22. Why do ye persecute me as ·God and are not satisfied with my flesh?
23. Oh would that my words were written! oh that they were inscribed in a book!
24. That with an iron style and lead they were graven in the rock for ever!
25. And as for me, I know that my Redeemer liveth, and the Last, he shall stand upon the earth;
26. And if after my skin this shall be destroyed, yet from out of my flesh shall I see +God
27. Whom I shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and not another: --my reins are consumed within me.
28. If ye say, How shall we persecute him? when the root of the matter is found in me,
29. Be ye yourselves afraid of the sword! for the sword is fury against misdeeds, that ye may know there is a judgment.