6And the Lord said vnto Satan, Behold, hee is in thine hand, but saue his life. 7¶ So went Satan foorth from the presence of the Lord, and smote Iob with sore biles, from the sole of his foote vnto his crowne. 8And hee tooke him a potsheard to scrape himselfe withall; and hee sate downe among the ashes.9¶ Then saide his wife vnto him, Doest thou still reteine thine integritie? Curse God, and die. 10But he said vnto her, Thou speakest as one of the foolish women speaketh; what? shall wee receiue good at the hand of God, and shall wee not receiue euill? In all this did not Iob sinne with his lippes.