Job took a shard of broken pottery to scrape himself with while he was sitting among the ashes.

"Oh, if only my grief could be weighed, and my misfortune laid on the scales too!

Are God's consolations too trivial for you; or a word spoken in gentleness to you?

"For you took pledges from your brothers for no reason, and you stripped the clothing from the naked.

And Job took up his discourse again:

"But now they mock me, those who are younger than I, whose fathers I disdained too much to put with my sheep dogs.

I too will answer my part, I too will explain what I know.

Look, I am just like you in relation to God; I too have been molded from clay.

you asked, 'Who is this who darkens counsel without knowledge?' But I have declared without understanding things too wonderful for me to know.