Your gold and your silver are wasted and their waste will be a witness against you, burning into your flesh. You have put by your store in the last days.

We say that those men who have gone through pain are happy: you have the story of Job and the troubles through which he went and have seen that the Lord was full of pity and mercy in the end.

These are fountains without water, and mists before a driving storm; for whom the eternal night is kept in store.

Violent waves of the sea, streaming with their shame, wandering stars for whom the darkest night is kept in store for ever.