And Jehovah saith unto the Adversary, 'Hast thou set thy heart unto My servant Job because there is none like him in the land, a man perfect and upright, fearing God and turning aside from evil? and still he is keeping hold on his integrity, and thou dost move Me against him to swallow him up for nought!'

And his wife saith to him, 'Still thou art keeping hold on thine integrity: bless God and die.'

He leaneth on his house -- and it standeth not: He taketh hold on it -- and it abideth not.

Lo, God doth not reject the perfect, Nor taketh hold on the hand of evil doers.

At ease I have been, and he breaketh me, And he hath laid hold on my neck, And he breaketh me in pieces, And he raiseth me to him for a mark.

And the righteous layeth hold on his way, And the clean of hands addeth strength, And -- dumb are they all.

On His step hath my foot laid hold, His way I have kept, and turn not aside,

Taking hold of the face of the throne, Spreading over it His cloud.

On my righteousness I have laid hold, And I do not let it go, My heart doth not reproach me while I live.

After it roar doth a voice -- He thundereth with the voice of His excellency, And He doth not hold them back, When His voice is heard.

To take hold on the skirts of the earth, And the wicked are shaken out of it,