Again there was a day when the angels came to present themselves before the Lord, and Satan came also among them to present himself before the Lord.
The Lord (to Satan): From where do you come?
Satan: From going to and fro in the earth, and from walking up and down in it.
The Lord: Have you considered my servant Job, that there is none like him in the earth, a perfect and an upright man, one that fears God, and avoids evil? and still he holds fast his integrity, although you moved me against him, to destroy him without cause.
Satan: Skin for skin, yes, a man will give that he has for his life. But put forth you hand now, and touch his bone and his flesh, and he will curse you to your face.
The Lord: Behold, he is in your hand; but save his life.
So Satan went forth from the presence of the Lord, and struck Job with sore boils from the sole of his foot to the crown of his head.
And Job took him a potsherd (a piece of broken pottery) to scrape himself with; and he sat down among the ashes.
Job’s wife: Do you still retain your integrity? Curse God, and die.
Job: You speak as one of the foolish women speaks. What? Shall we receive good at the hand of God, and shall we not receive evil?
In all this did not Job sin with his lips.