Job 6:15-22

15My brothers are treacherous as a torrent-bed, as torrential streams that pass away, 16which are dark with ice, and where the snow hides itself. 17When they melt, they disappear; when it is hot, they vanish from their place. 18The caravans turn aside from their course; they go up into the waste and perish. 19The caravans of Tema look, the travelers of Sheba hope. 20They are ashamed because they were confident; they come there and are disappointed. 21For you have now become nothing; you see my calamity and are afraid. 22Have I said, ‘Make me a gift’? Or, ‘From your wealth offer a bribe for me’?