⁸ Oh that I might have my request; And that God would grant `me' the thing that I long for!

¹¹ What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is mine end, that 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 wisdom is driven quite from me?

¹⁴ If I have said to corruption, Thou art my father; To the worm, `Thou art' my mother, and my sister;

¹⁵ Where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?

¹⁶ It shall go down to the bars of Sheol, When once there is rest in the dust.

⁸¹ KAPH. My soul fainteth for thy salvation; `But' I hope in thy word.