Job 29:18-20

Evangelical Heritage Version

¹⁸ So I thought: “I will pass away in my own nest,
after multiplying my days like grains of sand.
¹⁹ My roots will be soaked with water,
and dew will settle on my branches at night.
²⁰ My honor will always be fresh for me,
and my bow in my hand will never wear out.”