Yet I am innocent, and my prayer is pure."
"O earth, do not conceal my blood. Let it cry out on my behalf.
Even now my witness is in heaven. My advocate is there on high.
My friends scorn me, but I pour out my tears to God.
Oh, that someone would mediate between God and me, as a person mediates between friends.
For soon I must go down that road from which I will never return."