Is my strength the strength of stones, or is my flesh brass?
How have you given help to him who has no power! how have you been the salvation of the arm which has no strength!
His bones are pipes of brass, his legs are like rods of iron.
His heart is as strong as a stone, hard as the lower crushing-stone.
Have I strength to go on waiting, or have I any end to be looking forward to?
I have no help in myself, and wisdom is completely gone from me.