Job 6:20

In the dry season, they vanish.

When it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.

The caravans that travel beside them turn away.

They go up into the waste, and perish.

The caravans of Tema looked.

The companies of Sheba waited for them.

For now you are nothing.

You see a terror, and are afraid.

Did I ever say, ‘Give to me’?

or, ‘Offer a present for me from your substance’?

or, ‘Deliver me from the adversary’s hand’?

or, ‘Redeem me from the hand of the oppressors’?