10. Then I would yet have my comfort,then I would rejoice, in spite of pitiless pain,for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.
11. What is my strength, that I should wait?and what is my end, that I should prolong my life?
12. Is my strength like that of stones?or is my flesh made of bronze?
13. Is not my power to help myself nothing,and has not every resource been driven from me?
14. “To the one in despair, kindness should come from his friendeven if he forsakes the fear of the Almighty.
15. My brothers have been as treacherous as a seasonal stream,and as the riverbeds of the intermittent streams that flow away.
16. They are dark because of ice;snow is piled up over them.