And his sons went and made a drinking in the house, a man his day; and they sent and called for their three sisters to eat and drink with them.

And it will be that the days of drinking went round, and Job will send and consecrate them, and he rose early in the morning and brought up burnt-offerings for the number of them all: for Job said, Perhaps my sons sinned, and blessed God in their hearts. Thus did Job all the days.

I went darkened without warmth: I rose up, I shall cry in the convocation.

If I went with vanity, and my foot will haste upon deceit;

If my going will incline from the way, and my heart went after mine eyes, and a blemish did cleave upon my hands: