13. Is my help not within me? And is ability driven from me?
14. To a despiser of friends: shame! For he is forsaking the fear of the Almighty.
15. My brothers are as undependable as a wadi, as a bed on which streams once ran,
16. which are dark because of the ice, in which the snow is hidden.
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 enter wastes and perish.