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;