⁸ “How I wish I might have what I ask for.
    How I wish God would give me what I hope for.
⁹ I wish God would be willing to crush me
    and reach out his hand to destroy me.
¹⁰ Then I would have this comfort.
    I would be glad even in this unending pain.
    I would know I did not reject the words of the Holy One.

¹¹ “I do not have the strength to wait.
    There is nothing to hope for so how can I be patient?
¹² I do not have the strength of stone.
    My flesh is not bronze.
¹³ I have no power to help myself.
    This is because success has been taken away from me.