Job

The depth saith, It is not in me: and the sea saith, It is not with me.

And he said, My son shall not go down with you; for his brother is dead, and he is left alone: if mischief befall him by the way in the which ye go, then shall ye bring down my gray hairs with sorrow to the grave.

The glory of young men is their strength: and the beauty of old men is the gray head.

And the earth was without form and void; and darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters.

The waters are hid as with a stone, and the face of the deep is frozen.