Job 6:13

9even that it would please God to crush me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!

10Let it still be my consolation, yes, let me exult in pain that doesn’t spare, that I have not denied the words of the Holy One.

11What is my strength, that I should wait? What is my end, that I should be patient?

12Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh of bronze?

13Isn’t it that I have no help in me, that wisdom is driven away from me?

14“To him who is ready to faint, kindness should be shown from his friend; even to him who forsakes the fear of the Almighty.

15My brothers have dealt deceitfully as a brook, as the channel of brooks that pass away;

16which are black by reason of the ice, in which the snow hides itself.

17In the dry season, they vanish. When it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.