8. Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant me 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. Then should I yet have comfort; yea, I would exult in pain that spareth not: for I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
11. What is my strength, that I should wait? and what is mine end, at I should be patient?
12. Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass?
13. Is it not that I have no help in me, and that effectual working is driven quite from me?
14. To him that is ready to faint kindness should be shewed from his friend; even to him that forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.
15. My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, as the channel of brooks that pass away;
16. Which are black by reason of the ice, and wherein the snow hideth itself:
17. What time they wax warm, they vanish: when it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.
18. The caravans that travel by the way of them turn aside; they go up into the waste, and perish.
19. The caravans of Tema looked, the companies of Sheba waited for them.
20. They were ashamed because they had hoped; they came thither, and were confounded.
21. For now ye are nothing; ye see a terror, and are afraid.