So it was, when the days of feasting had run their course, that Job would send and sanctify them, and he would rise early in the morning and offer burnt offerings according to the number of them all. For Job said, “It may be that my sons have sinned and cursed God in their hearts.” Thus Job did regularly.

May the stars of its morning be dark; May it look for light, but have none, And not see the dawning of the day;

They are broken in pieces from morning till evening; They perish forever, with no one regarding.

That You should visit him every morning, And test him every moment?

And your life would be brighter than noonday. Though you were dark, you would be like the morning.

For the morning is the same to them as the shadow of death; If someone recognizes them, They are in the terrors of the shadow of death.

When the morning stars sang together, And all the sons of God shouted for joy?

“Have you commanded the morning since your days began, And caused the dawn to know its place,

His sneezings flash forth light, And his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.