"Is my strengththe strengthof stones,Oris my fleshbronze?
"Whata helpyou are to the weak!How you have savedthe armwithoutstrength!
"His bonesare tubesof bronze;His limbsare like barsof iron.
"His heartis as hardas a stone,Even as hardas a lowermillstone.
"Whatis my strength,that I should wait?And whatis my end,that I should endure?
"Is it that my helpis not within me, And that deliveranceis drivenfrom me?
