²¹ Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; for the hand of God hath touched me.

¹¹ But put forth thine hand now, and touch all that he hath, and he will curse thee to thy face.

² For thine arrows stick fast in me, and thy hand presseth me sore.

⁵ But put forth thine hand now, and touch his bone and his flesh, and he will curse thee to thy face.

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.

⁴ For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison whereof drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.

¹⁴ To him that is afflicted pity should be shewed from his friend; but he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.

¹⁵ Rejoice with them that do rejoice, and weep with them that weep.

²⁶ And whether one member suffer, all the members suffer with it; or one member be honoured, all the members rejoice with it.

³ Remember them that are in bonds, as bound with them; and them which suffer adversity, as being yourselves also in the body.