6. Is something bland eaten without salt, is there taste in the white of an egg?
7. My soul refuses to touch them; they are like sickening food to me.
8. Oh that my request would be realized, that God would grant my hope;
9. that God would be willing to crush me, to release His hand, and cut me off!
10. Then I would still be comforted, even rejoice in spite of unrelenting pain, for I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
11. “What is my strength, that I should hope? What is my end, that I should endure?
12. Is my strength the strength of rock? Is my flesh bronze?