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

What power have I to endure? Or, what is mine end, that my soul might be patient?

that my soul wisheth rather to be strangled, and my bones to be dead.

Why goest thou not from me, nor lettest me alone, so long till I swallow down my spittle?

And though he slay suddenly with the scourge, yet will he laugh at the punishment of the innocent.

They are passed away, as the ships that be good under sail, and as the Eagle that hasteth to the prey.

It grieveth my soul to live. Nevertheless, now will I put forth my words: I will speak out of the very heaviness of my soul,

In whose hand is the soul of every living thing, and the breath of all men.

Wherefore do I bear my flesh in my teeth, and put my soul in my hands?

Lo, though he slay me, yet will I put my trust in him. But if I shew and reprove mine own ways in his sight,

While he liveth, his flesh must have travail: And while the soul is in him, he must be in sorrow."

I could speak as ye do also. But would God, that your soul were in my soul's stead: then should I heap up words against you, and shake my head at you.

He shall suck the serpent's gall, and the adder's tongue shall slay him:

Did not I weep in the time of trouble? Had not my soul compassion upon the poor?

keepeth his soul from destruction, and his life from the sword.

so that his life may away with no bread, and his soul abhorreth to eat any dainty meat:

His soul draweth on to destruction, and his life to death.

Yea, he hath delivered my soul from destruction, and my life, that it seeth the light.'

that he keepeth his soul from perishing, and letteth him enjoy the light of the living.

Thus their soul perisheth in foolishness, and their life shall be condemned among the fornicators.