[Sidenote: Job 2:11-13] Now when Job's three friends heard of all this evil that was come upon him, they came each from his own place: Eliphaz the Temanite, and Bildad the Shuhite, and Zophar the Naamathite; and they made an appointment together to come to show their sympathy for him and to comfort him. And when they lifted up their eyes afar off and knew him not, they raised their voice and wept; and all tore their robes, and sprinkled dust upon their heads toward heaven. So they sat down with him on the ground seven days and seven nights, without any one speaking a word to him, for they saw that his pain was very great. [Sidenote: Job 3:2, 11, 13-15, 17-19] Then Job began to speak and said: Why did I not die before birth? Why did I not expire when my mother bore me? For now would I have lain down and been quiet, I would have slept, then had I been at rest, With kings and counsellors of the earth, Who built up ruins for themselves; Or with princes who possessed gold, Who filled their houses with silver. There the wicked cease from raging, And the weary are at rest. There the prisoners have peace as well, They hear not the voice of the taskmaster. The small and the great are there, And the servant is free from his master. [Sidenote: Job 3:20-22, 25, 26] Why is light given to the suffering, And life to those in anguish, Who long for death but it comes not, And search for it more than treasures, Who rejoice with great exultation, And are glad when they can find the grave? For the thing which I feared has come upon me, And that of which I was afraid has overtaken me. No peace nor quiet, have I, No rest, but trembling seizes me. [Sidenote: Job 4:1-7] Then answered Eliphaz the Temanite, and said: If one tries to speak with you, will you be impatient, But who can restrain himself from speaking? Behold, you have instructed many, And have strengthened feeble hands. Your words have upheld him who was falling, And you have made tottering knees strong. But now, that it is come to you, you are impatient, It touches yourself and you lose courage. Is not your piety, your trust, Your hope the integrity of your ways? Remember now who, being innocent, perished? Or where have the upright been destroyed? [Sidenote: Job 4:17-19] Can mortal man be righteous before God? Can a man be pure before his maker? Behold, he trusteth not in his own servants, And his angels he chargeth with error; How much more the dwellers in clay houses, Whose foundation is laid in the dust?