Job 30:28
I went mourning without heate, I stoode vp in the congregation, & communed with them.
I went mourning without heate, I stoode vp in the congregation, & communed with them.
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25Dyd not I weepe with hym that was in trouble? Had not my soule compassion vpon the poore?
26Yet neuerthelesse, where as I loked for good, euyll came vnto me: & where I wayted for light, there came darkenesse.
27My bowels seethe in me without rest, for the dayes of my trouble are come vpon me.
6I am become crooked, and am exceedingly pulled downe: I go a mourning all the day long.
29But nowe I am a brother of dragons, and a felowe of Estriches.
30My skinne vpon me is turned to blacke, and my bones are brent with heate.
31My harpe is turned to mourning, and my organs into the voyce of them that weepe.
19He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like asshes and dust.
20When I crie vnto thee, thou doest not heare me: and though I stande before thee, yet thou regardest me not.
14I kept them company whersoeuer they went, as though they had ben my frende or brother: I went heauyly, as one that mourned for his mother.
15But in mine aduersitie they reioysed and gathered them together: yea, the very abiectes came together against me, yer I wyst they rented me a peeces and ceassed not.
15I haue sowed a sackecloth vpon my skinne, and wallowed my head in the dust.
16My face is withered with weeping, & in mine eyes is the shadowe of death.
8Neuerthelesse, when thou dydst turne thy face, I was troubled: then I cryed vnto thee O God, then made I my humble prayers to thee my Lorde.
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.
14Then chattered I lyke a swallowe, and lyke a crane, and mourned lyke a doue, I lift vp mine eyes into the heyght: O Lorde sayde my sicknesse kepeth me downe, ease thou me.
15What shall I say? The Lorde hath made a promise to me, yea and he hym selfe hath perfourmed it: I shall therefore so long as I lyue remember this bitternesse of my lyfe.
3For whyle I helde my tongue: my bones consumed away through my dayly roaring.
17Because I am disposed to a haltyng: and my sorowe is euer in my syght.
3My teares haue ben my meate day and nyght: whyle they dayly say vnto me where is nowe thy God.
4And I powred out of me my very heart, remembryng this howe that before tyme I haue passed with a great number, bringyng the vnto the house of the Lord: with a voyce of ioy & prayse, & with a company that kept holy day.
16Therfore is my soule now powred out vpon me, and the dayes of my trouble haue taken hold vpon me.
18I woulde haue had comfort against sorowe: but sorowe is come vpon me, and heauinesse vexeth my heart.
17I dwell not among the scorners, neither is my delight therin: but I dwell alone because of thy hande, for thou hast fylled me with bitternesse.
8I am feeble and sore smitten: I haue rored for the very disquietnesse of my heart.
2Take heede vnto me, and heare me: I can not choose but mourne in my prayer, and make a noyse.
1Vnto thee I crye O God my strength, make not as though thou were deafe at me: lest if thou holdest thy peace, I become like them that go downe into the graue.
24For my sighes come before I eate, and my roringes are powred out like the water:
7If I complaine of the violence that is done vnto me, I cannot be heard: and if I crye, there is no sentence geuen with me.
10For my life is wasted with sorow, and mine eares with mourning: my strength fayleth me because of mine iniquitie, and my bones are putrified.
20Consider (O Lorde) howe I am troubled, my wombe is disquieted, my heart turneth about in me, and I am full of heauinesse, because I rebelled stubburnly: the sworde hurteth me without, and within I am lyke vnto death.
1The wise instruction of Dauid, a prayer when he was in the caue. I cryed vnto God with my voyce: euen vnto God I dyd make my supplication.
2I powred out before his face my cogitations: and I made a declaration of my trouble before his face.
7When I went out to the gate, euen to the iudgement seate, and when I prepared my seate in the streete:
7Myne eye is dimme for very heauinesse, and all my strength is lyke a shadowe.
4And my spirite is ouerwhelmed within me: and my heart is desolate in the midst of me.
9I wyll say vnto the Lorde of my strength: why hast thou forgotten me, why go I thus heauyly through the oppression of myne enemie?
8Wherefore I wyll mourne and make lamentation, bare and naked wyl I go: I wyll mourne lyke the Dragons, and take sorowe as the Ostriches.
8Thou hast put away myne acquaintaunce farre from me, and made me to be abhorred of them: I am shut vp, I can not get foorth.
9My sight fayleth through my affliction O God: I haue called dayly vpon thee, I haue stretched out mine handes vnto thee.
8Though I crye and call pitiously, yet heareth he not my prayer.
1I am the man that thorowe the rodde of his wrath haue experience of miserie.
22And when I fled with al haste, I said I am cast out of the sight of thine eyes: neuerthelesse, thou heardest the voyce of my prayer when I cryed vnto thee.
10My heart panteth, my strength hath fayled me: and the lyght of myne eyes is gone from me.
2I became dumbe through scilence, I helde my peace from speakyng of good wordes: but the more was my sorowe increased.
2In the tyme of my trouble I sought the Lorde: my hande all the nyght catched & ceassed not, my soule refused comfort.
1My soule is cut of though I lyue, I wil powre out my coplaynte against my selfe, and will speake out of the very heauinesse of my soule.
13From aboue hath he sent downe a fire into my bones, and it burneth them cruelly: he hath layde a net for my feete, and throwen me wyde open, he hath made me desolate, so that I must euer be mournyng.
34Though I coulde haue made afeard a great multitude, yet the most contemptible of the families dyd feare me: so I kept scilence, and went not out of the doore.
4When I layde me downe to sleepe, I sayde, O when shall I arise? and measuring the euening, I am euen full with tossing to and fro vnto the dawning of the day.