¹⁷ My breath is strange to my wife, though I intreated for the children's sake of mine own body.

⁹ Then said his wife unto him, Dost thou still retain thine integrity? curse 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.

17 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.