Job 21:25
Another dyeth in the bitternes of his soule, and neuer eateth with pleasure.
Another dyeth in the bitternes of his soule, and neuer eateth with pleasure.
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19He chasteneth hym with sickenesse vpon his bedde, he layeth sore punishement vpon his bones:
20So that his lyfe may away with no bread, and his soule abhorreth to eate any dayntie meate:
21In so much that his body is cleane consumed away, and his bones appeare which before were not seene.
22His soule draweth vnto the graue, and his lyfe to death.
23One dyeth in his full strength, being in all ease and prosperitie,
24His breastes are full of milke, and his bones runne full of marowe.
22But while his fleshe is vpon him, it must haue sorowe: and his soule shall mourne within him.
17All the dayes of his lyfe also he dyd eate in the darke, with great carefulnesse, sicknesse, and sorowe.
20Wherefore is the light geuen to hym that is in miserie? & lyfe vnto them that haue heauy heartes?
21Whiche long for death and finde it not, though they search more for it than for treasures:
22Which reioyce exceedingly, and be glad when they can finde the graue,
26They shall sleepe both alyke in the earth, and the wormes shall couer them.
21For what careth he for his house after his death, when the number of his monethes is cut short?
11Yea, that thou mourne not at the last, when thou hast spent thy bodye and lustie youth, and then say:
7He that is full, abhorreth an honye combe: but vnto hym that is hungrye, euery sowre thing is sweete.
18Their soule abhorreth all maner of meate: and they be euen harde at deathes doore.
7The thinges that sometime I might not away withel, are nowe my meate for very sorowe.
23But heauinesse, sorowe, and disquietnesse all the dayes of his life? Insomuch that his heart can not rest in the nyght: This is also a vayne thyng.
24Is it not better then for a man to eate and drynke, and his soule to be mery in his labour? yea I sawe that this also was a gift of God.
25For who wyll eate or go more lustyly to his worke then I?
6Yea, though he lyued two thousande yeres, yet hath he no good lyfe: Come not all to one place?
7All the labour that a man taketh, is for him selfe, and yet his desire is neuer fylled after his mynde.
11From his youth his bones are full of pleasures, but now shall it lye downe within him in the earth.
25The righteous eateth and is satisfied: but the belly of the vngodly hath neuer enough.
19As the drye grounde and heate consume the snowye waters: so shall the graue the sinners.
20The pitifull man shall forget hym, he shalbe sweete to the wormes, he shalbe no more remembred, & his wickednesse shalbe broken as a tree.
21He hath oppressed the barren that can not beare, and vnto the wydow hath he done no good.
2when God geueth a man riches, goodes, and honour, so that he wanteth nothyng of all that his heart can desire, and yet God geueth him not leaue to enioy the same, but another man spendeth them: This is a vayne thyng and a miserable plague.
3If a man beget a hundred children, and lyue many yeres, so that his dayes are many in number, and yet can not enioy his good, neither be buryed: as for him I say, that vntymely birth is better then he.
9They that be slayne with the sworde, are happier then such as dye of hunger, and perishe away famishing for the fruites of the fielde.
20Because he could not perceaue when his belly was well, through his greedie desire he shall not escape.
21There shall none of his meate be left, therefore shall no man loke for his goodes.
32Yet shall he be brought to his graue, and dwell among the heape of the dead.
33Then shal the slymie valley be sweet vnto him, all men also must folowe him, as there are innumerable gone before him.
18He will not suffer me to take my breath, but filleth me with bitternesse.
15His remnaunt shalbe buried in death, and his widowes shall not weepe.
7They shall not wryng their handes in mournyng wise on their dead one to comfort another: one shall not offer another the cup of consolation, to forget their heauinesse for their father and mother.
19But he shal folowe the generations of his fathers: and shall neuer see lyght.
15He hath filled me with bitternesse, and geuen me wormewood to drinke.
25For I shall feede the hungry soule, and refreshe all faynt heartes.
2It is better to go into an house of mourning, then into a banketting house: For there is the ende of all men, and he that is liuing taketh it to heart.
24Notwithstanding, thou wilt not stretch out thyne hand against him that is in the graue: shal men crie out against him that is in destruction?
14The bread that he did eate, is turned to the poyson of serpentes within his bodye.
15That my soule wisheth rather to perishe and die, then my bones to remayne.
20For he thinketh not much howe long he shall lyue, forasmuch as God fylleth his heart with gladnesse.
19When the riche man sleepeth, he shall not be gathered to his fathers, they opened their eyes, and he was gone.
11Therfore I wil not spare my mouth, but I will speake in the trouble of my spirite, and muse in the bitternesse of my mynde.
20Hell and destruction are neuer full: euen so the eyes of men can neuer be satisfied.
25The desire of the slouthfull kylleth him: for his handes wyll not labour.
30For euery one shall dye for his owne misdeedes: so that who so eateth a sowre grape, his teeth shalbe set on edge.