7. What my soul refuseth to touch, that is as my loathsome food.
8. Oh that I might have my request, and that +God would grant my desire!
9. And that it would please +God to crush me, that he would let loose his hand and cut me off!
10. Then should I yet have comfort; and in the pain which spareth not I would rejoice that I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
11. What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should have patience?