A person may be disciplined on his bed with pain and constant distress in his bones,
so that he detests bread, and his soul [despises his] favorite food.
His flesh wastes away to nothing, and his unseen bones stick out.
He draws near the Pit, and his life to the executioners.
If there is an angel on his side, one mediator out of a thousand, to tell a person what is right for him
and to be gracious to him and say, "Spare him from going down to the Pit; I have found a ransom,"
then his flesh will be healthier than in his youth, and he will return to the days of his youthful vigor.
He will pray to God, and God will delight in him. That man will behold His face with a shout of joy, and God will restore his righteousness to him.