And Jehovah said to Satan, Behold, he is in thy hand; only spare his life.

His arrows encompass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.

Though he spare it, and forsake it not, but keep it within his mouth,

And God shall cast upon him and not spare: he would fain flee out of his hand.

They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, yea, they spare not to spit in my face.

The quiver rattleth upon him, the glittering spear and the javelin.

If any reach him with a sword, it cannot hold; neither spear, nor dart, nor harpoon.