¹⁵ But my friends have stopped being kind to me.
    They are like streams that only flow for part of the year.
    They are like rivers that flow over their banks
¹⁶ when the ice begins to break up.
    The streams rise when the snow starts to melt.
¹⁷ But they stop flowing when the dry season comes.
    They disappear from their stream beds when the weather warms up.