7 So Satan went out from the presence of the Lord, and he afflicted Job with a malignant ulcer from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. 8 Job took a shard of broken pottery to scrape himself with while he was sitting among the ashes. 9 Then his wife said to him, “Are you still holding firmly to your integrity? Curse God, and die!” 10 But he replied, “You’re talking like one of the godless women would do! Should we receive what is good from God, and not also receive what is evil?” In all this Job did not sin by what he said. 11 When Job’s three friends heard about all this calamity that had happened to him, each of them came from his own country—Eliphaz the Temanite, Bildad the Shuhite, and Zophar the Naamathite. They met together to come to show sympathy for him and to console him.

6 And the Lord said to the devil, “Behold, I deliver him to you; only guard carefully his life.” 7 So the devil went out from the Lord and struck Job by grievous sores from foot to head. 8 And he took a potsherd in order to scrape the pus and sat on the dunghill outside the city. 9 And after much time had passed, his wife said to him, “How long will you wait, saying, 9a ‘Behold, I wait for just a little time to receive the hope of my deliverance?’ 9b For behold, your memory has been removed from the earth, sons and daughters of my belly, pangs and labors that I labored with hardship pointlessly. 9c And you? You seat yourself among the decay of worms to pass the night in the open air.