¹⁷ My breath is strange to my wife, And my supplication to the children of mine own mother.

⁹ Then said his wife unto him, Dost thou still hold fast thine integrity? renounce God, and die.

¹⁰ But he said unto her, Thou speakest as one of the foolish women speaketh. What? shall we receive good at the hand of God, and shall we not receive evil? In all this did not Job sin with his lips.

¹ My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, The grave is `ready' for me.