Now when Job's three friends heard of all this evil that was come upon him, they came every one from his own place; Eliphaz the Temanite, and Bildad the Shuhite, and Zophar the Naamathite: for they had made an appointment together to come to mourn with him and to comfort him.

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

Yea, ye overwhelm the fatherless, and ye dig a pit for your friend.

My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.

He that speaketh flattery to his friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail.

My kinsfolk have failed, and my familiar friends have forgotten me.

All my inward friends abhorred me: and they whom I loved are turned against me.

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

Also against his three friends was his wrath kindled, because they had found no answer, and yet had condemned Job.

And it was so, that after the Lord had spoken these words unto Job, the Lord said to Eliphaz the Temanite, My wrath is kindled against thee, and against thy two friends: for ye have not spoken of me the thing that is right, as my servant Job hath.

And the Lord turned the captivity of Job, when he prayed for his friends: also the Lord gave Job twice as much as he had before.