Job

And it was so, when the days of their feasting were gone about, that Job sent and sanctified them, and rose up early in the morning, and offered burnt offerings according to the number of them all: for Job said, It may be that my sons have sinned, and cursed God in their hearts. Thus did Job continually.

Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.

The fear of the wicked, it shall come upon him: but the desire of the righteous shall be granted.

For destruction from God was a terror to me, and by reason of his highness I could not endure.

Behold, for peace I had great bitterness: but thou hast in love to my soul delivered it from the pit of corruption: for thou hast cast all my sins behind thy back.