Job 31:15
He that fashioned me in my mothers wombe, made he not him also? were we not both shapen a like in our mothers bodies?
He that fashioned me in my mothers wombe, made he not him also? were we not both shapen a like in our mothers bodies?
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14When God will sit in iudgement, what shall I do? & when he will visite me, what aunswere shal I geue him?
13For thou hast my reynes in thy possession: thou didst couer me in my mothers wombe.
14I wyll confesse it vnto thee, for that thy doynges are to be dreaded, I am made after a marueylous sort: thy workes be marueylous, and that my soule knoweth ryght well.
15The substaunce of my body was not hyd from thee: when I was made in secrete and fashioned with distinct members in my mothers wombe.
16Thyne eyes dyd see me when I was most imperfect: and in thy booke were written euery day of them wherin the partes of my body were shaped, and no one of them were knowen vnto thee.
16If I denied the poore of their desire, or haue caused the eyes of the wydow to wayte in vayne:
8Thy handes haue made me, & fashioned me altogether rounde about, wilt thou then destroy me?
9Remember I besech thee that thou madest me as the moulde of the earth, and shalt bring me into dust againe.
10Hast thou not powred me as it were milke, & turned me to cruddes like cheese?
11Thou hast couered me with skinne and fleshe, and ioyned me together with bones and sinnowes.
17Why sluest thou not me assoone as I came out of my mothers wombe? or that my mother had ben my graue her selfe, that the byrth might not haue come out, but remayned still in her?
18Wherefore came I foorth of my mothers wombe? to haue experience of labour and sorowe, and to leade my lyfe with shame?
10Because it shut not vp the doores of my mothers wombe, nor hyd sorowe from myne eyes.
11Alas why died I not in the birth? why dyd not I perishe assoone as I came out of my mothers wombe?
12Why set they me vpon their knees? why gaue they me sucke with their brestes?
18Wherfore hast thou brought me out of the wombe? O that I had perished, and that no eye had seene me,
19And that I were as though I had not ben, but brought from the wombe to the graue.
18(For from my youth it hath growen vp with me as with a father, and from my mothers wombe I haue ben guyde to the wydowe)
19If I haue seene any perishe for want of clothing, or any poore for lake of rayment:
20If his loynes haue not blessed me, because he was warmed with the fleece of my sheepe:
9But thou art he that tokest me out of my mothers wombe: thou causedst me to trust in thee, suckyng my mothers breastes.
10I haue ben left vnto thee euer since I was borne: thou art my God euen from my mothers wombe.
9Wo be vnto hym that striueth with his maker, let the potsherde striue with the potsherdes of the earth: Saieth the clay to the potter, What makest thou? or, thy worke is not perfectly done.
10Wo be vnto hym that saieth to his father, what begettest thou? and to his mother, what bearest thou?
11Thus saith the Lorde, euen the holy one and maker of Israel: Aske me of thinges for to come concerning my sonnes, and put me in remembraunce as touching the workes of my handes.
20But O man, what art thou which disputest with God? Shall the worke say to the workeman, why hast thou made me on this fashion?
21Hath not the potter power ouer the clay, euen of the same lumpe to make one vessel vnto honour, and another vnto dishonour?
5Before I fashioned thee in thy mothers wombe, I dyd knowe thee: and or euer thou wast borne, I sanctified thee, and ordeyned thee to be a prophete vnto the people.
7Art thou the first man that euer was borne? or wast thou made before the hils?
5Beholde, I was ingendred in iniquitie: and in sinne my mother conceaued me.
16Or why was not I hyd, as a thing borne out of tune, either as young children which neuer sawe the light?
14What is man, that he should be cleane? and he which is borne of a woman, whereby he might be righteous?
50Hath not my hande made all these thynges?
5Nowe like as thou knowest not the way of the spirite, nor howe the bones do growe in the wombe of her that is with chylde: Euen so thou knowest not the workes of God, which is the workmaster of all.
4The spirite of God hath made me, and the breath of the almightie hath geuen me my lyfe.
17Shall man be more iust then God? or shall a man be purer then his maker?
4Where wast thou when I layed the foundations of the earth? Tell playnely, if thou hast vnderstanding.
9For thus saith the Lorde: Am I he that maketh other to beare, and beare not my selfe? Am not I he that beareth and maketh barren, saith thy God?
1Ye Isles hearken vnto me, and take heede ye people from farre: The Lord hath called me from my birth, and made mention of my name from my mothers wombe:
3Doest thou open thyne eyes vpon such one, and bringest me into thy iudgement?
2What my sonne? what the sonne of my body? and what O my deare beloued sonne?
6Through thee haue I ben mayntayned euer since I was borne: thou art he that toke me out of my mothers wombe, my praise shalbe alway of thee.
29Out of whose wombe came the yce? Who hath gendred the coldnesse of the ayre?
16Doubtlesse your destruction is in reputation as the potters clay: And doth the worke say of hym that made it, he made not me? And doth an earthen vessell say of hym that fashioned it, he had no vnderstanding?
24Thus saith the Lorde thy redeemer, euen he that fassioned thee from thy mothers wombe: I the Lorde do all thinges my selfe alone, I only spreade out the heauens, and I only haue laide abrode the earth by my owne selfe.
6Beholde, before God I am euen as thou: for I am fashioned & made euen of the same molde.
2For how great a portion shall I haue of God? and what inheritaunce from the almightie on hye?
8Who shut the sea with doores, when it brake foorth as out of the wombe?
36Who hath put wysdome in the reynes? or who hath geuen the heart vnderstanding?
13Is it not so that there is in me no helpe? & that my substaunce is taken from me?