The fabulously wealthy Job lives in the desert regions east of the Jordan River. He is not only good, he is perfect. He has seven sons, three daughters, seven thousand sheep, three thousand camels, five hundred yoke of oxen, and five hundred she asses. Not only is he is the main man of the "East," but Job is pre-emptively righteous. He purifies his children by offering burnt sacrifices just in case the kids sin accidentally, or neglect to do their own atonement.
One day YHWH is holding a council of his advisors, including Satan. Let’s be clear that Satan is not the devil in this context, he is God’s lawyer or “advocate.” The Hebrew is word is "hassatan" which can also mean “adversary” or “prosecutor.”
Satan reports that he has been wandering the earth, taking a look around. God proudly asks if the advocate has come across his virtuous poster boy Job in his travels. Ever contentious, Satan points out that Job has no reason not to be a model citizen: YHWH has given him everything and protects him from all harm.* Satan predicts that Job will curse God pretty darn quickly if his stuff is taken away. God tells him he can do his damnedest, as long as he doesn’t hurt Job physically.
Satan takes YHWH at this word: he destroys everything that Job has and murders his whole family. Satan deploys Sabeans to kill the servants and steal the donkeys,** then hurls a firestorm from heaven to barbeque Job’s livestock, sends some Chaldeans on a specific mission to steal the camels and finally a derecho wind to knock down his kids’ houses and crush everyone inside.***
Job’s response is to rend his clothes and fall down in worship, delivering his classic line:
“Naked came I out of my mother's womb, and naked shall I return thither: the LORD gave, and the LORD hath taken away; blessed be the name of the LORD.” – Job 1: 21 [KJV]
He does not sin, however, even given the excuse that his family has been murdered and his possessions stolen or burned.
At the next meeting of God’s angelic advisory committee, YHWH points out that Job did not curse him as Satan had predicted. So to make sure he is really tested, they afflict Job with boils so painful that he has to scrape them with potshards. Even Job’s wife encourages him to curse God at this point and just go ahead and die. But he refuses and is left sitting on an ash heap.
Three friends come to pay a condolence call. They sit on the ground with him for a week before launching a barrage of condemnation. The hero then takes up an entire chapter with a very powerful poem cursing the day he was born in almost every way possible. The next several chapters consist of an extended poetic piling on, with Job’s rebuttals in between. Although these poems reward the patient reader with artful language, they are rhetorically convoluted and solipsistic. These verses are altogether Shakespearean but also not unlike a Philly freestyle rap battle.
Job’s first friend Eliphaz the Temanite points out that while Job has given advice to many in their time of need, he has not met his own standards as he sits devastated on the shards. He suggests that Job’s troubles are the result of some hidden sin.
Job responds bitterly to Eliphaz, leaving the door open to second friend Bildad the Shuhite and eventually Zophar the Naamathite. These pals grow increasingly strident in their censure of Job, who returns the favor in kind. Bildad insists that Job’s children brought their deaths on themselves, while good buddy Zophar suggests that Job deserved even worse than he got.
Each new segment is introduced by a rambling soliloquy on the topic of how long winded the other speakers are; nevertheless, aa annoying as these guys are, they are world class wordsmiths!
Their consolidated message is biblical pretzel logic: God is perfectly just, therefore, if Job has run into some problems it must be due to personal sin on his part. Job’s agonized responses are punctuated by eloquent complaints about his friends: