Job 6:8-12

“Oh, that my request might come to pass, And that God would grant my hope!

“Oh, that God would decide to crush me, That He would let loose His hand and cut me off!

“But it is still my comfort, And I rejoice in unsparing pain, That I have not denied the words of the Holy One.

“What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is my end, that I should endure?

“Is my strength the strength of stones, Or is my flesh bronze?