Job 6:8-13

8Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant me the thing that I long for!1

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

10Then should I yet have comfort; yea, I would harden myself in sorrow: let him not spare; for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.

11What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should prolong my life?

12Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass?2

13Is not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me?