Job 1:11

“However, send forth Your hand now, and touch his bone and his flesh; he will curse You in Your face.”

“Pity me, pity me, O you my friends, For the hand of God has smitten me.

A people who continually provoke Me to My face, Offering sacrifices in gardens and burning incense on bricks,

“Simon, Simon, behold, Satan has demanded to sift all of you like wheat.

Then I heard a loud voice in heaven, saying, “Now the salvation, and the power, and the kingdom of our God and the authority of His Christ have come, for the accuser of our brothers has been thrown down, he who accuses them before our God day and night.