Then 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.

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

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

To him that is afflicted pity {should be shewed} from his friend; but he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty. {is afflicted: Heb. melteth}