Can that which is unsavoury be eaten without salt? or is there [any] taste in the white of an egg?
The things [that] my soul refused to touch [are] as my sorrowful meat.
Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant [me] the thing that I long for!
Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
Then should I yet have comfort; yea, I would harden myself in sorrow: let him not spare; for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.
What [is] my strength, that I should hope? and what [is] mine end, that I should prolong my life?
[Is] my strength the strength of stones? or [is] my flesh of brass?
[Is] not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me?
To him that is afflicted pity [should be shewed] from his friend; but he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.
My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, [and] as the stream of brooks they pass away;
