Job 7:13
When I say, My bed shal comfort me, I shall haue some refreshing by talking to my selfe vpon my couch:
When I say, My bed shal comfort me, I shall haue some refreshing by talking to my selfe vpon my couch:
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3Euen so haue I laboured whole monethes long in vayne, and many a carefull night haue I tolde.
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.
6I am weerie of my groning: I washe my bed euery nyght, and I water my coutche with my teares.
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.
12Am I a sea or a whale fish, that thou kepest me so in prison?
14Then fearest thou me with dreames, & makest me so afrayde through visions,
15That my soule wisheth rather to perishe and die, then my bones to remayne.
13Then should I nowe haue lyen stil, I shoulde haue slept, and ben at rest,
27If I say, I will forget my complayning, I will ceasse from my wrath, and comfort my selfe:
3Saying I wyll not enter into the tabernacle of my house: nor get vp into my bed.
4I wyll not suffer myne eyes to slepe: nor myne eye liddes to slumber.
20Are not my dayes fewe? Let him then leaue of fro me, and let me a lone, that I may comfort my selfe a litle,
21Why 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.
18I woulde haue had comfort against sorowe: but sorowe is come vpon me, and heauinesse vexeth my heart.
16I haue deckt my bed with coueringes of tapessarie, and clothes of Egypt.
17My bed haue I made to smell of Myrre, Aloes, and Cinamon.
26When I hearde this, I came agayne to my selfe, I sawe like as I had ben waked out of a sweete sleepe.
13Though I tary neuer so much, yet the graue is my house, & I haue made my bed in the darke.
13In the thoughtes and visions of the night when sleepe commeth on men,
2In the tyme of my trouble I sought the Lorde: my hande all the nyght catched & ceassed not, my soule refused comfort.
3I called to remembraunce God, and I was disquieted: I conferred with my selfe, and my spirite was wrapped in pensiuenesse. Selah.
15In dreames and visions of the night, when slumbring commeth vpon men that they fall asleepe in their beddes,
3God wyll comfort hym when he lyeth sicke vpon his bed: thou O God wylt turne vpside downe all his bed in his sicknesse.
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.
20For the bed is narrowe and not large, and the couering so small that a man can not winde him selfe vnder it.
24If thou sleepest, thou shalt not be afraide: but shalt take thy rest, and sleepe sweetely.
17My bones are pearsed through in the night season, and my sinewes take no rest.
5I layde me downe and slept: and I rose vp agayne, for God sustayned me.
6Haue I not remembred thee in my bed: and thought vpon thee when I was waking?
4Is it for mans sake that I make this disputation? Which if it were so, shoulde not my spirite then be in sore trouble?
2Though my talke be this day in bitternesse, and my plague greater then my groning.
10Then 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.
17There must the wicked ceasse from their tyrannie, and there such as laboured valiauntly be at rest:
19He chasteneth hym with sickenesse vpon his bedde, he layeth sore punishement vpon his bones:
19In the multitude of my cogitations from the bottome of my heart: thy comfortes dyd recreate my soule.
8I wyll lay me downe in peace and take my rest: for thou God only makest me to dwell in safetie.
24For my sighes come before I eate, and my roringes are powred out like the water:
21They heare my mournyng, but there is none that wyll comfort me: All myne enemies haue hearde of my trouble, and are glad therof because thou hast done it: and thou hast brought foorth the time which thou calledst, when they also shal be lyke vnto me.
8If I ascende vp into heauen, thou art there: if I lay me downe in hell, thou art there also.
6For all my wordes my sorowe wyll not ceasse: And though I holde my tongue, what am I eased?
7But now that God hath sent me aduersitie, thou hast troubled al my congregation.
13O 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.
19What is he that wyll go to lawe with me? if I now holde my tongue I dye.
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.
13I thought I woulde haue lyued vntyll the morowe, but he brused my bones lyke a lion: and in one day thou wylt make an ende of me.
7There the righteous might dispute with him, so shoulde I be deliuered for euer from my iudge.
40I was in suche case, that by day the heate consumed me, and the frost by nyght, and my slepe departed from mine eyes.
21Ueryly thus was my heart inflamed: thus was my reynes pricked.
11And yf I say peraduenture the darknesse shall couer me: and the night shalbe day for me,
7I wyll prayse God who gaue me counsayle: my reines also do instruct me in the nyght season.