And there was a day when his sons and his daughters were eating and drinking wine in their eldest brother's house:

And the Sabeans fell upon them, and took them away; yea, they have slain the servants with the edge of the sword; and I only am escaped alone to tell thee.

While he was yet speaking, there came also another, and said, The Chaldeans made out three bands, and fell upon the camels, and have carried them away, yea, and slain the servants with the edge of the sword; and I only am escaped alone to tell thee.

And, behold, there came a great wind from the wilderness, and smote the four corners of the house, and it fell upon the young men, and they are dead; and I only am escaped alone to tell thee.

So went Satan forth from the presence of the LORD, and smote Job with sore boils from the sole of his foot unto his crown.

But unto thee have I cried, O LORD; and in the morning shall my prayer prevent thee.

I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: while I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.

They came round about me daily like water; they compassed me about together.

The Lord was as an enemy: he hath swallowed up Israel, he hath swallowed up all her palaces: he hath destroyed his strong holds, and hath increased in the daughter of Judah mourning and lamentation.

And he hath violently taken away his tabernacle, as if it were of a garden: he hath destroyed his places of the assembly: the LORD hath caused the solemn feasts and sabbaths to be forgotten in Zion, and hath despised in the indignation of his anger the king and the priest.

We are troubled on every side, yet not distressed; we are perplexed, but not in despair;

Persecuted, but not forsaken; cast down, but not destroyed;

My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.

My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass.

What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should prolong my life?

So are the paths of all that forget God; and the hypocrite's hope shall perish:

He shall lean upon his house, but it shall not stand: he shall hold it fast, but it shall not endure.

His roots are wrapped about the heap, and seeth the place of stones.

And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?

The womb shall forget him; the worm shall feed sweetly on him; he shall be no more remembered; and wickedness shall be broken as a tree.

I have seen the wicked in great power, and spreading himself like a green bay tree.

Yet he passed away, and, lo, he was not: yea, I sought him, but he could not be found.