He shall lean on his house, but it shall not stand; he shall hold fast to it, but it shall not endure.

He comes forth like a flower, and withers; he also flees as a shadow, and does not stand.

Shall I wait because you do not speak, because they stand still, answering no more?

If you can, answer me; set yourself in order before me, stand up.

Listen to this, Job; stand still, and consider the wonderful works of God.

It is turned like clay under a seal; and they stand forth like a garment.

He swallows the ground with quivering and rage; and he does not stand still at the sound of the trumpet.

None is so fierce as to dare to stir him up; who then is able to stand before Me?