My Redeemer Lives

Job 19:23-27

I wish that my words were recorded and inscribed in a book,

by an iron stylus on lead, or chiseled in stone forever.

But I know that my Redeemer lives, and in the end He will stand upon the earth.

Even after my skin has been destroyed, yet in my flesh I will see God.

I will see Him for myself; my eyes will behold Him, and not as a stranger. How my heart yearns within me!