⁸ “Oh, that I might have my request,
    that God would grant what I hope for,^(A)

¹¹ “What strength do I have, that I should still hope?
    What prospects, that I should be patient?^(A)
12 Do I have the strength of stone?
    Is my flesh bronze?^(B)
13 Do I have any power to help myself,^(C)
    now that success has been driven from me?

¹⁴ if I say to corruption,^(A) ‘You are my father,’
    and to the worm,^(B) ‘My mother’ or ‘My sister,’
¹⁵ where then is my hope—^(C)
    who can see any hope for me?^(D)
16 Will it go down to the gates of death?^(E)
    Will we descend together into the dust?”^(F)