Job 11:16
Then shuldest thou forget thy misery, and thynke nomore vpon it, then vpon the waters that runne by.
Then shuldest thou forget thy misery, and thynke nomore vpon it, then vpon the waters that runne by.
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17 Then shulde thy life be as cleare as the noone daye, and sprynge forth as the mornynge.
18 Then mightest thou haue comforth, in the hope that thou hast: & slepe quyetly, when thou art buried.
19 Then shuldest thou take thy rest, and no ma to make the afrayed, yee many one shulde set moch by the.
15 Then mightest thou lift vp thy face without shame, the shuldest thou be sure, and haue no nede to feare.
7 that they maye drynke it, & forget their misery & aduersite.
17 He hath put my soule out of rest, I forget all good thinges.
11 Shuldest thou the se no darcknesse? Shulde not the water floude runne ouer the?
8 Yf a man lyue many yeares, and be glad in them all, let him remembre the dayes of darcknesse, which shalbe many: & when they come, all thinges shalbe but vanite.
9 Be glad then (O thou yonge man) in thy youth, and lat thine hert be mery in thy yonge dayes: folowe the wayes of thine owne hert, and the lust of thine eyes: but be thou sure, that God shal bringe the in to iudgment for all these thinges.
10 Pvt awaye displeasure out of yi hert, & remoue euell from thy body: for childehode and youth is but vanite.
27 When I am purposed to forget my complayninges to chaunge my countenaunce, and to coforte my self:
11 The floudes when they be dryed vp, & the ryuers when they be emptie, are fylled agayne thorow the flowinge waters of the see:
18 Ye remembre not thinges of olde, and regarde nothinge that is past.
10 So shalt thou (o Damascus) be desolate, because thou hast forgotte God yi Sauioure, & hast not called to remebraunce ye rock of thi stregth, Wherfore thou hast also set a fayre plate, & grafted a straunge braunch.
11 In the daye when thou diddest plante it, it was greate, and gaue soone the frute of thi sede: But in the daye of haruest, thou shalt reape an heape of sorowes & miseries.
20 Wherfore wilt thou still forget vs, and forsake vs so longe?
19 the waters pearse thorow the very stones by litle and litle, the floudes wa?she awaye the grauell & earth: Euen so destroyest thou the hope of man in like maner.
20 Thou preuaylest agaynst him, so that he passeth awaye: thou chaungest his estate, and puttest him from the.
4 wt the ryuer of water parteth he a sunder the straunge people, yt knoweth no good neghbourheade: soch as are rude, vnmanerly & boysteous.
13 O that thou woldest kepe me, and hyde me in the hell, vntill thy wrath were stilled: & to appoynte me a tyme, wherin thou mightest remembre me.
26 Then shalt thou haue thy delyte in the Allmightie, & lift vp thy face vnto God.
14 thine hert ryse not then, and thou forget the LORDE thy God (which brought the out of the londe of Egipte, fro ye house of bondage,
63 that thou mayest thincke vpo it, be ashamed, and excuse thine owne confucion nomore: when I haue forgeuen the, all that thou hast done, saieth the LORDE God.
1 Remembre thy maker in thy youth, or euer the dayes of aduersite come, and or the yeares drawe nye, when thou shalt saye: I haue no pleasure in them:
2 before the Sonne, ye light, ye Moone and the starres be darckened, and or the cloudes turne agayne after the rayne:
43 seinge thou remembrest not the dayes of thy youth, but hast prouoked me to wrath in all these thinges? Beholde therfore, I wil bringe thine owne wayes vpon thine heade, saieth the LORDE God: how be it, I neuer dyd vnto the, acordinge to thy wickednesse and all thy abhominacions.
1 Sende thy vytayles ouer the waters, and so shalt thou fynde the after many yeares.
24 Wherfore hydest thou thy face? wilt thou clene forget oure misery and oppressio?
4 Feare not, for thou shalt not be confouded: Be not ashamed, for thou shalt not come to confucion. Yee thou shalt forget the shame off thy youth, and shalt not remembre the dishonoure of thy wedowheade.
11 Yee that thou mourne not at the last (when thou hast spent thy body and goodes)
20 For he thinketh not moch how longe he shal lyue, for so moch as God fylleth his hert with gladnesse.
11 Therfore shal trouble come vpo ye, & thou shalt not knowe, from whece it shal arise. Myschefe shal fall vpo ye, which thou shalt not be able to put of. A sodane misery shal come vpon the, or euer thou be awarre.
12 youre remembraunce shalbe like the dust, & youre pryde shalbe turned to claye.
5 But now that the plage is come vpon the, thou shreckest awaye: now that it hath touched thyself, thou art faint harted.
21 Whyle I cosidre these thinges in my hert, I get a hope agayne.
30 ye shalbe as an oke whose leaues are fallen awaye, and as a garden that hath no moystnesse.
13 And forgettest the LORDE that made the, that spred out the heauens, and layde the foundacion of the earth. But thou art euer afrayde for the sight of thyne oppressoure, which is ready to do harme: Where is the wrath of the oppressoure?
14 It cometh on fast, it maketh haist to apeare: It shal not perish, yt it shulde not be able to destroye, nether shal it fayle for faute of norishinge.
34 Yee thou shalt be as though thou slepte, in ye myddest of ye see, or vpo ye toppe of the mast.
7 Oh remebre not ye synnes & offences of my youth, but acordinge vnto thy mercy thynke vpon me (O LORDE) for thy goodnesse.
24 For assone as he hath loked on himselfe, he goeth his waye, and forgetteth immediatly what his fasshion was.
11 The LORDE shal euer be thy gyde, and satisfie the desyre of thine hert, and fyl yi bones with marry. Thou shalt be like a freshwatred garden, and like the founteyne of water, that neuer leaueth runnynge.
24 He shal geue the an haruest, which in plenty & abundaunce shall exceade the dust of the earth, and the golde of Ophir like ryuer stones.
4 Knowest thou not this, namely: that from the begynninge (euer sence the creacion of man vpon earth)
25 This shal be youre porcion, and the porcion of youre measure, wher with ye shalbe rewarded of me, saieth the LORDE: because ye haue forgotten me, and put youre trust in disceatful thinges.
16 For as soone as the wynde goeth ouer it, it gone, and the place therof knoweth it nomore.
1 How longe wilt thou forget me, o LORDE? for euer? how longe wilt thou hyde thy face fro me?
12 Maye thy wonderous workes be knowne in the darcke, or thy righteousnes in the londe where all thinges are forgotte?
23 Then shalt thou walke safely in yi waye, & thy fote shal not stomble.
3 When ye LORDE now shal bringe ye to rest, fro ye trauayle, feare, & harde bondage yt thou wast laden withall: