And when much time had passed, his wife said to him, How long wilt thou hold out, saying, Behold, I wait yet a little while, expecting the hope of my deliverance? for, behold, thy memorial is abolished from the earth, sons and daughters, the pangs and pains of my womb which I bore in vain with sorrows; and thou thyself sittest down to spend the nights in the open air among the corruption of worms, and I am a wanderer and a servant from place to place and house to house, waiting for the setting of the sun, that I may rest from my labours and my pangs which now beset me: but say some word against the Lord, and die.
Forsooth his wife said to him, Dwellest thou yet in thy simpleness, that is, fondness? Curse thou God, and die. (And his wife said to him, Remaineth thou yet in thy integrity, that is, in thy foolishness? Curse thou God, and die.)