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.