Now after three days wherein Job kept his bed--yet without pain or
sickness, for no disease had power over him since the day when he put
on that heavenly girdle--after three days, I say, he was aware of
those that were coming to bear away his soul. And he arose, and gave
to his eldest daughter a harp, and to the second a censer, and to the
third an instrument of music, that they might welcome those that were
on their way. And even as they took them into their hands they saw
the chariots of light approaching; and they uttered hymns of praise
and thanksgiving, each one in the language of them that dwell in the
holy places. Then He that sat in the great chariot came near and took
the soul of Job, embracing it in His arms in the sight of his
daughters; but no man else saw that sight. And He took it into the
chariot and departed towards the sunrising.

And after three days we made ready the body of Job to the burial; and
all the widows, and the fatherless, and the helpless came about us,
crying and saying, "Woe unto us this day, woe unto us! He that was
the strength of the weak, the light of the blind, the father of the
fatherless, the home of the homeless, is taken from us." And they
would not that his body should be hidden out of their sight. But when
we carried him to the sepulchre, his three daughters went before,
girded with the heavenly girdles, and giving glory to God in hymns
and psalms of thanksgiving. And we laid him in the tomb as it were
sleeping a fair sleep; and verily he left after him a name that
shall be famous and renowned in all generations.



SOLOMON AND THE DEMONS