His sons used to hold feasts in their homes on their birthdays, and they would invite their three sisters to eat and drink with them.

When a period of feasting had run its course, Job would make arrangements for them to be purified. Early in the morning he would sacrifice a burnt offering for each of them, thinking, “Perhaps my children have sinned and cursed God in their hearts.” This was Job’s regular custom.

One day when Job’s sons and daughters were feasting and drinking wine at the oldest brother’s house,

While he was still speaking, yet another messenger came and said, “Your sons and daughters were feasting and drinking wine at the oldest brother’s house,

The womb forgets them, the worm feasts on them; the wicked are no longer remembered but are broken like a tree.

Its young ones feast on blood, and where the slain are, there it is.”