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Job 6 What strength do I have, that I should still hope? What prospects,
that I should be patient? Do I have the strength of stone? Is my flesh bronze? Do I have any power to help myself, now that success has been driven
from me?
Het ek nog die krag om dit uit te hou? Kan ek nog
geduldig op my einde wag? Is ek dan so sterk soos klip, is ek van
brons gemaak?
Self is ek tot niks in staat nie. Ek weet nie meer raad nie ...
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