12 Is my strength the strength of stones?
Or is my flesh bronze?
13 Is my help not within me?
And is success driven from me?
14 “To
a him who is afflicted, kindness
should be shown by his friend,
Even though he forsakes the fear of the Almighty.
15 aMy brothers have dealt deceitfully like a brook,
bLike the streams of the brooks that pass away,
16 Which are dark because of the ice,
And into which the snow vanishes.
17 When it is warm, they cease to flow;
When it is hot, they vanish from their place.
18 The paths of their way turn aside,
They go nowhere and perish.
19 The caravans of
aTema look,
The travelers of
bSheba hope for them.
20 They are
adisappointed because they were confident;
They come there and are confused.
21 For now
ayou are nothing,
You see terror and
bare afraid.
22 Did I ever say, ‘Bring
something to me’?
Or, ‘Offer a bribe for me from your wealth’?
23 Or, ‘Deliver me from the enemy’s hand’?
Or, ‘Redeem me from the hand of oppressors’?
New King James Version®, Copyright© 1982, Thomas Nelson. All rights reserved.
