And Jehovah said to Satan, Hast thou considered my servant Job, that there is none like him on the earth, a perfect and an upright man, one that feareth God and abstaineth from evil? and still he remaineth firm in his integrity, though thou movedst me against him, to swallow him up without cause.

And Satan went forth from the presence of Jehovah; and he smote Job with a grievous botch from the sole of his foot unto his crown.

Wherefore is light given to him that is in trouble, and life to those bitter of soul,

What my soul refuseth to touch, that is as my loathsome food.

Therefore I will not restrain my mouth: I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.

So that my soul chooseth strangling, death, rather than my bones.

How long wilt thou not look away from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?

Were I perfect, yet would I not know my soul: I would despise my life.

My soul is weary of my life: I will give free course to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

Thy hands have bound me together and made me as one, round about; yet dost thou swallow me up!

In whose hand is the soul of every living thing, and the spirit of all flesh of man.

Behold, if he slay me, yet would I trust in him; but I will defend mine own ways before him.

But his flesh hath pain for himself alone, and his soul mourneth for himself.

I also could speak as ye: if your soul were in my soul's stead, I could join together words against you, and shake my head at you;

How long will ye vex my soul, and crush me with words?

That which he laboured for shall he restore, and not swallow down; its restitution shall be according to the value, and he shall not rejoice therein.

And another dieth in bitterness of soul, and hath not tasted good:

But he is in one mind, and who can turn him? And what his soul desireth, that will he do.

Men groan from out of the city, and the soul of the wounded crieth out; and +God imputeth not the impiety.

As God liveth, who hath taken away my right, and the Almighty, who hath embittered my soul,

For what is the hope of the ungodly, when God cutteth him off, when +God taketh away his soul?

And now my soul is poured out in me; days of affliction have taken hold upon me.

Did not I weep for him whose days were hard? was not my soul grieved for the needy?

He keepeth back his soul from the pit, and his life from passing away by the sword.

And his life abhorreth bread, and his soul dainty food;

And his soul draweth near to the pit, and his life to the destroyers.

He hath delivered my soul from going into the pit, and my life shall see the light.

To bring back his soul from the pit, that he may be enlightened with the light of the living.

Their soul dieth in youth, and their life is among the unclean.

The rows of his shields are a pride, shut up together as with a close seal.