18Then I said, ‘I will die in my own house, I will count my days as the sand. 19My root is spread out to the waters. The dew lies all night on my branch.
20My glory is fresh in me. My bow is renewed in my hand.’
After · Job 29:21–22
21“Men listened to me, waited, and kept silence for my counsel. 22After my words they didn’t speak again. My speech fell on them.