Job 29:22

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.’

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.

23They waited for me as for the rain. Their mouths drank as with the spring rain.

24I smiled on them when they had no confidence. They didn’t reject the light of my face.

25I chose out their way, and sat as chief. I lived as a king in the army, as one who comforts the mourners.