Job 2:7 YLT

⁵  Yet, put forth, I pray Thee, Thy hand, and strike unto his bone and unto his flesh -- if not: unto Thy face he doth bless Thee!'

⁶  And Jehovah saith unto the Adversary, 'Lo, he 'is' in thy hand; only his life take care of.'

⁷  And the Adversary goeth forth from the presence of Jehovah, and smiteth Job with a sore ulcer from the sole of his foot unto his crown.

⁸  And he taketh to him a potsherd to scrape himself with it, and he is sitting in the midst of the ashes.

⁹  And his wife saith to him, 'Still thou art keeping hold on thine integrity: bless God and die.'