Job 29:17-19

The Voice

¹⁷     I broke out the fangs of the wicked
        and wrested prey from their jaws.
¹⁸     Then I said, “I will pass from this earth in the comfort of my nest.
        My days will be more numerous than a beach’s grains of sand.
¹⁹     My roots will grow deep, spreading out to the water’s edge,
        and in the night, the dew will come to rest on my branches.