⁸ “Oh, that I might have my request,
    that God would grant what I hope for,^(A)
9 that God would be willing to crush^(B) me,
    to let loose his hand and cut off my life!^(C)
10 Then I would still have this consolation^(D)—
    my joy in unrelenting pain^(E)—
    that I had not denied the words^(F) of the Holy One.^(G)

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