Job

And the Lord said unto Satan, Hast thou considered my servant Job, that there is none like him in the earth, a perfect and an upright man, one that feareth God, and escheweth evil? and still he holdeth fast his integrity, although thou movedst me against him, to destroy him without cause.

He breaketh me with breach upon breach, he runneth upon me like a giant.

So persecute them with thy tempest, and make them afraid with thy storm.

Should I lie against my right? my wound is incurable without transgression.

For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison whereof drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.