22 Why do you pursue me like God,and prey insatiably upon me?
23 Oh, would that my words were written down!Would that they were inscribed in a record:
24 That with an iron chisel and with leadthey were cut in the rock forever!
25 As for me, I know that my vindicator lives,and that he will at last stand forth upon the dust.
26 This will happen when my skin has been stripped off,and from my flesh I will see God:
27 I will see for myself,my own eyes, not another’s, will behold him:my inmost being is consumed with longing.
28 But you who say, “How shall we persecute him,seeing that the root of the matter is found in him?”