22 Why do you persecute me as God does?Will you never get enough of my flesh?
23 I wish that my words were written down,that they were recorded on a scroll
24 or were inscribed in stone foreverby an iron stylus and lead!
25 But I know my living Redeemer, and He will stand on the dust at last.
26 Even after my skin has been destroyed, yet I will see God in my flesh.
27 I will see Him myself;my eyes will look at Him, and not as a stranger. My heart longs within me.
28 If you say, “How will we pursue him,since the root of the problem lies with him? ”