Job 14:13
O that thou wouldest hide me in the graue, & keepe me secret vntyl thy wrath were past, and to appoynt me a time wherein thou mightest remember me.
O that thou wouldest hide me in the graue, & keepe me secret vntyl thy wrath were past, and to appoynt me a time wherein thou mightest remember me.
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14 May a dead man lyue againe? All the dayes of my lyfe wyll I wayte still, till my chaunging shall come.
15 Thou shalt call me and I shall aunswere thee, despise not thou the worke of thyne owne handes.
13 Though I tary neuer so much, yet the graue is my house, & I haue made my bed in the darke.
20 I haue offended, what shall I do vnto the, O thou preseruer of men? Why hast thou set me as a marke against thee, so that I am a burden to my selfe?
21 Why doest thou not pardon my trespasses, and take away myne iniquitie? Behold, nowe must I sleepe in the dust, and if thou sekest me to morowe in the morning, I shal not be.
12 So man after he is asleepe ryseth not, he shall not wake tyll the heauens be no more, nor rise out of his sleepe.
18 Wherfore hast thou brought me out of the wombe? O that I had perished, and that no eye had seene me,
19 And that I were as though I had not ben, but brought from the wombe to the graue.
20 Are not my dayes fewe? Let him then leaue of fro me, and let me a lone, that I may comfort my selfe a litle,
21 Afore I go thyther from whence I shall not turne againe, euen to the lande of darknesse and shadowe of death:
1 To the chiefe musition, a Psalme of Dauid. Howe long wylt thou forget me O God, for euer? howe long wilt thou hyde thy face from me?
1 My breath is corrupt, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes doore.
24 Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and holdest me for thyne enemie?
14 O God, why abhorrest thou my soule: and why hidest thou thy face from me?
46 O God howe long wylt thou hyde thy selfe? for euer? shall thy wrath burne lyke fire?
47 Remember what I am, howe short my tyme is of lyfe: wherfore hast thou created in vayne all the sonnes of men?
48 What man is he that lyueth and shall not see death? can he delyuer his owne soule from the hande of hell? Selah.
14 I wyll redeeme them from the power of the graue, and deliuer them from death: O death, I wyll be thy death: O hell, I wyll be thy styng: yet can I see no comfort.
19 What is he that wyll go to lawe with me? if I now holde my tongue I dye.
20 Neuerthelesse, graunt me two thinges, and then wyll I not hide my selfe from thee:
13 Oh spare me a litle, that I may recouer my strength: before I go hence, and be no more seene.
3 For the enemie hath persecuted my soule, he hath smitten my lyfe downe to the grounde: he hath layde me in darknesse as men that haue ben long dead.
5 For in death no man remembreth thee: and in the graue who can acknowledge thee?
7 Make speede, hearken vnto me O God, my spirite waxeth faynt: hyde not thy face from me, for I am lyke vnto them that go downe into the pyt.
21 Whiche long for death and finde it not, though they search more for it than for treasures:
15 That my soule wisheth rather to perishe and die, then my bones to remayne.
16 I can see no remedy, I shall liue no more: O spare me then, for my dayes are but vanitie.
3 Doest thou open thyne eyes vpon such one, and bringest me into thy iudgement?
14 Wherefore do I beare my fleshe in my teeth, and put my soule in myne handes?
15 Lo, though he slay me, yet wyl I trust in him: but I wyll reproue myne owne wayes in his sight.
10 I thought I shoulde haue gone to the gates of hell when myne age was shortened, and haue wanted the residue of my yeres.
23 Sure I am that thou wilt bryng me vnto death, euen to the lodging that is due vnto all men liuing.
6 He hath set me in darknesse, as they that be dead for euer.
8 O that I might haue my desire, and that God woulde graunt me the thing that I long for:
9 O that God would begin and smite me, that he would let his hand go and take me cleane away:
10 Then shoulde I haue some comfort, yea I woulde desire him in my payne that he would not spare, for I wil not be against the wordes of the holy one.
3 O that I might know him, and finde him, and that I might come before his seate:
13 That thou mayest geue hym patience in tyme of aduersitie: vntyll the pyt be digged vp for the vngodly.
17 Let me not be confounded O God, for I haue called vpon thee: let the vngodlye be put to confusion, and be put to scilence in the graue.
15 Where is then now my hope? or who hath considered the thing that I loke for?
16 These shall go downe with me into the pit, and lye with me in the dust.
9 Saying what profite is there in my blood when I go downe to the pit? shal the dust geue thankes vnto thee? or shall it declare thy trueth?
13 Then should I nowe haue lyen stil, I shoulde haue slept, and ben at rest,
17 He hath put my soule out of rest, I forget all good thinges.
3 Thou God hast raysed vp my soule from the graue: thou hast preserued my life from them that go downe into ye pit.
12 Myne age is folden together & taken away from me lyke a sheepheardes cotage, I haue hewen of my lyfe by my sinnes, lyke as a weauer cutteth of his webbe: He wyll with pinyng sicknesse make an ende of me, yea he wyll make an ende of me in one day.
15 But God wyll delyuer my soule from the place of hell: for he wyll receaue me. Selah.
6 Thou hast layde me in the lowest pit: in darknes and in deepenes.
5 For in the time of aduersitie he shall hide me in his tabernacle: yea in the secrete place of his pauilion he shall hide me, and set me vp vpon a rocke of stone.
17 Because I am not cut of before the darkenesse, neither hath he couered the cloude fro my face.