Job 31:38
But if case be that my lande crye against me, or that the forowes thereof make any complaynt:
But if case be that my lande crye against me, or that the forowes thereof make any complaynt:
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39If I haue eaten the fruites therof vnpayed for, yea if I haue greeued the soules of the maisters therof:
37I will tell hym the number of my goinges, & go vnto him as to a prince.
7If my steppe hath turned out of the way, & myne heart walked after myne eyes, and if any blot haue cleaued to my handes:
8Then shall I sowe, and an other eate: yea my posteritie shalbe cleane rooted out.
12Yea a fire that vtterly should consume and roote out all my increase.
13If I euer thought scorne to do right vnto my seruauntes & maydens, when they had any matter against me:
14When God will sit in iudgement, what shall I do? & when he will visite me, what aunswere shal I geue him?
4Is it for mans sake that I make this disputation? Which if it were so, shoulde not my spirite then be in sore trouble?
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.
8He hath hedged vp my way that I can not passe, and he hath set darkenesse in my pathes.
5But if ye wyll aduaunce your selues against me, and rebuke me for the shame that is come vpon me:
24For my sighes come before I eate, and my roringes are powred out like the water:
18O earth couer not thou my blood, and let my crying finde no roome.
40I was in suche case, that by day the heate consumed me, and the frost by nyght, and my slepe departed from mine eyes.
25Dyd not I weepe with hym that was in trouble? Had not my soule compassion vpon the poore?
35O that I had one which woulde heare me: beholde my signe in the whiche the almightie shal aunswere for me, though he that is my contrarie partie hath written a booke against me.
31My harpe is turned to mourning, and my organs into the voyce of them that weepe.
3The plowemen plowed vpon my backe: they made long forrowes.
16For I sayde heare me lest that they shoulde triumph on me: who auaunce them selues greatly agaynst me when my foote doth slyp.
17Because I am disposed to a haltyng: and my sorowe is euer in my syght.
18Because I confesse my wickednesse: and am sory for my sinne.
16If I denied the poore of their desire, or haue caused the eyes of the wydow to wayte in vayne:
2Though my talke be this day in bitternesse, and my plague greater then my groning.
28Insomuch that they haue caused the voyce of the poore to come vnto him, and now he heareth the complaint of such as are in trouble.
17The seede is rotte vnder their cloddes, the garners are destroyed, the barnes are ouerthrowen: for the corne is withered.
18O howe cattell mourne? the heardes of beastes are in wofull case for lacke of pasture, and the flockes of sheepe are destroyed?
19Unto thee O Lorde wyll I crye, for feare hath destroyed the fruitfull places of the desert, and the flambe hath burnt vp all the trees of the fielde.
19What is he that wyll go to lawe with me? if I now holde my tongue I dye.
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:
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.
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.
2Take heede vnto me, and heare me: I can not choose but mourne in my prayer, and make a noyse.
3O God my Lord, if I haue done any such thing: or if there be any wickednesse in my handes.
31Yet shalt thou dippe me in the myre, and mine owne clothes shal defile me.
4Doth not he see my wayes, and tell all my goynges?
18I woulde haue had comfort against sorowe: but sorowe is come vpon me, and heauinesse vexeth my heart.
2I powred out before his face my cogitations: and I made a declaration of my trouble before his face.
31Therefore will I mourne for Moab, for whole Moabs sake: my heart shall lament the men of Kirchares.
9Haue mercy vpon me O God, for I am in distresse: mine eye, my soule, and my belly be consumed for very heauinesse.
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.
8Though I crye and call pitiously, yet heareth he not my prayer.
9He hath stopped vp my wayes with foure squared stones, and made my pathes crooked.
20My friendes geue me many wordes to scorne, and myne eye powreth out teares vnto God.
17But if ye wyll not heare me that geue you secrete warnyng, I wyll mourne from my whole heart for your stubburnnesse: Piteously wyll I weepe, and the teares shall gushe out of mine eyes, for the Lordes flocke shalbe caried away captiue.
25Haue I reioyced because my power was great, and because my hande gat so much?
12Heare my prayer O God, and geue eares to my crying, holde not thy peace at my teares: for I am a strauger with thee, and a soiourner as all my fathers were.
28I went mourning without heate, I stoode vp in the congregation, & communed with them.
29Haue I euer reioyced at the hurt of myne enemie? or was I euer glad that any harme happened vnto him? Oh, no.
14If I dyd sinne, thou haddest an eye vnto me, and shalt not pronounce me innocent from myne offence.