Job 29:18-20

New Revised Standard Version, Anglicised

¹⁸ Then I thought, “I shall die in my nest,
    and I shall multiply my days like the phoenix;^[a]
19 my roots spread out to the waters,
    with the dew all night on my branches;
²⁰ my glory was fresh with me,
    and my bow ever new in my hand.”