No matter the depths of my despair, I know my Redeemer lives

Job 19:7-8, 25

Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard. I cry for help, but there is no justice. He has walled up my way so that I can’t pass, and has set darkness in my paths. But as for me, I know that my Redeemer lives. In the end, he will stand upon the earth.

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