Then Job got up and tore his robe and shaved his head [in mourning for the children], and he fell to the ground and worshiped [God].

So they sat down on the ground with Job for seven days and seven nights and no one spoke a word to him, for they saw that his pain was very great.

“For affliction does not come forth from the dust,
Nor does trouble spring forth from the ground.

“Oh that my request would come to pass,
And that God would grant me the thing that I long for!

“Only [O Lord,] do not do two things to me,
And then I will not hide myself from Your face:

“Though its roots grow old in the earth
And its stump dies in the dry soil,

“His arrows surround me.
He pierces my kidneys (vital organs) without mercy;
He pours out my gall on the ground.

“A noose is hidden for him on the ground,
And a trap for him on the path.

“They are gaunt with want and famine;
They gnaw the dry and barren ground by night in [the gloom of] waste and desolation.

Let my wife grind [meal, like a bond slave] for another [man],
And let others kneel down over her.

To satisfy the barren and desolate ground
And to make the seeds of grass to sprout?

For she leaves her eggs on the ground
And warms them in the dust,

“With fierceness and rage he races to devour the ground,
And he does not stand still at the sound of the [war] trumpet.