18:019:020 My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, and I am escaped
with the skin of my teeth.
18:019:021 Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; for the
hand of God hath touched me.
18:019:022 Why do ye persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my
flesh?
18:019:023 Oh that my words were now written! oh that they were printed
in a book!
18:019:024 That they were graven with an iron pen and lead in the rock
for ever!
18:019:025 For I know that my redeemer liveth, and that he shall stand at
the latter day upon the earth:
18:019:026 And though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my
flesh shall I see God:
18:019:027 Whom I shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and
not another; though my reins be consumed within me.
18:019:028 But ye should say, Why persecute we him, seeing the root of
the matter is found in me?
18:019:029 Be ye afraid of the sword: for wrath bringeth the punishments
of the sword, that ye may know there is a judgment.