7. My soul refuses to touch them.They are as loathsome food to me.
8. “Oh that I might have my request,that God would grant the thing that I long for,
9. even that it would please God to crush me;that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
10. Be it still my consolation,yes, let me exult in pain that doesn’t spare,that I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
11. What is my strength, that I should wait?What is my end, that I should be patient?
12. Is my strength the strength of stones?Or is my flesh of bronze?