and sat with Job on the ground for a full week without saying a word, since they could see the great extent of his anguish.

How long will you say these things, and how long will the words of your mouth be like a strong wind?

As long as I can breathe; as long as God's breath is in my nostrils,

Don't long for night, when people vanish in their place.

Who long for death, but there is none,
And dig for it more than for hidden treasures,

“Wisdom is with aged men,
With long life is understanding.

“You will call, and I will answer You;
You will long for the work of Your hands.

“How long will you hunt for words?
Show understanding and then we can talk.

“How long will you torment me
And crush me with words?