Job 6:8-13

8“Oh that my request would be realized, and that God would grant me what I long for!

9And that God would be willing to crush me, that he would let loose his hand and kill me.

10Then I would yet have my comfort, then I would rejoice, in spite of pitiless pain, for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.

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

12Is my strength like that of stones? or is my flesh made of bronze?

13Is not my power to help myself nothing, and has not every resource been driven from me?