8. “Oh that I might have my request, that God would grant the thing that I long for,
9. even that it would please God to crush me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
10. Be it still my consolation, yes, let me exult in pain that doesn’t spare, that I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
11. What is my strength, that I should wait? What is my end, that I should be patient?
12. Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh of brass?
13. Isn’t it that I have no help in me, That wisdom is driven quite from me?
14. “To him who is ready to faint, kindness should be shown from his friend; even to him who forsakes the fear of the Almighty.
15. My brothers have dealt deceitfully as a brook, as the channel of brooks that pass away;
16. Which are black by reason of the ice, in which the snow hides itself.