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. To him that is ready to faint kindness should be showed from his friend; Even to him that forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.
15. My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, As the channel of brooks that pass away;
16. Which are black by reason of the ice, And wherein the snow hideth itself:
17. What time they wax warm, they vanish; When it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.
18. The caravans that travel by the way of them turn aside; They go up into the waste, and perish.
19. The caravans of Tema looked, The companies of Sheba waited for them.