Is my strength the strength of stones, or is my flesh bronze?
“How you have helped one who has no power! How you have assisted the arm that has no strength!
Its bones are tubes of bronze, its limbs like bars of iron.
Its heart is as hard as stone, as hard as the lower millstone.
What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is my end, that I should be patient?
In truth I have no help in me, and any resource is driven from me.