Shall vain words have an end? or what emboldeneth thee that thou answerest?

My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;

How long will it be ere ye make an end of words? mark, and afterwards we will speak.

They are wet with the showers of the mountains, and embrace the rock for want of a shelter.

If I have seen any perish for want of clothing, or any poor without covering;

So the LORD blessed the latter end of Job more than his beginning: for he had fourteen thousand sheep, and six thousand camels, and a thousand yoke of oxen, and a thousand she asses.