And the Lord said to Satan, “From where do you come?” So Satan answered the Lord and said, “From going to and fro on the earth, and from walking back and forth on it.”

Then the Lord said to Satan, “Have you considered My servant Job, that there is none like him on the earth, a blameless and upright man, one who fears God and shuns evil?”

And the Lord said to Satan, “From where do you come?” Satan answered the Lord and said, “From going to and fro on the earth, and from walking back and forth on it.”

Then the Lord said to Satan, “Have you considered My servant Job, that there is none like him on the earth, a blameless and upright man, one who fears God and shuns evil? And still he holds fast to his integrity, although you incited Me against him, to destroy him without cause.”

With kings and counselors of the earth, Who built ruins for themselves,

He gives rain on the earth, And sends waters on the fields.

You shall laugh at destruction and famine, And you shall not be afraid of the beasts of the earth.

You shall also know that your descendants shall be many, And your offspring like the grass of the earth.

Job: My Suffering Is Comfortless

“Is there not a time of hard service for man on earth? Are not his days also like the days of a hired man?

For we were born yesterday, and know nothing, Because our days on earth are a shadow.

“Behold, this is the joy of His way, And out of the earth others will grow.

He shakes the earth out of its place, And its pillars tremble;

The earth is given into the hand of the wicked. He covers the faces of its judges. If it is not He, who else could it be?

Their measure is longer than the earth And broader than the sea.

Or speak to the earth, and it will teach you; And the fish of the sea will explain to you.

If He withholds the waters, they dry up; If He sends them out, they overwhelm the earth.

He takes away the understanding of the chiefs of the people of the earth, And makes them wander in a pathless wilderness.

Though its root may grow old in the earth, And its stump may die in the ground,

As water wears away stones, And as torrents wash away the soil of the earth; So You destroy the hope of man.

He will not be rich, Nor will his wealth continue, Nor will his possessions overspread the earth.

“O earth, do not cover my blood, And let my cry have no resting place!

You who tear yourself in anger, Shall the earth be forsaken for you? Or shall the rock be removed from its place?

The memory of him perishes from the earth, And he has no name among the renowned.

For I know that my Redeemer lives, And He shall stand at last on the earth;

“Do you not know this of old, Since man was placed on earth,