Genesis 31:40
On the daye tyme the heate cosumed me, and the frost on the night, and my slepe departed fro myne eyes.
On the daye tyme the heate cosumed me, and the frost on the night, and my slepe departed fro myne eyes.
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38 Twentye yeare haue I bene wt the: thy shepe & goates haue not bene vnfrutefull, the rammes of thy flocke haue I not eaten:
39 Loke what was torne of beastes, I brought it not vnto ye, I was fayne to paie it my self: thou requyredest it of my hande, whether it were stollen fro me by daye or by night.
41 Thus haue I serued twentye yeare in thy house, fourtene yeares for thy doughters, & sixe for thy flocke, and ten tymes hast thou chaunged my rewarde:
42 & yf the God of my father the God of Abraham, and the feare of Isaac had not bene on my syde, thou haddest latten me go awaye emptye. But God hath loked vpon myne aduersite and laboure, and rebuked the yesterdaye.
3 For whyle I helde my tonge, my bones consumed awaye thorow my daylie complaynynges.
4 And because thy hande was so heuy vpon me both daye and night, my moysture was like the drouth in Sommer. Sela.
16 Therfore is my mynde poured full of heuynesse, & ye dayes of trouble haue take holde vpon me.
17 My bones are pearsed thorow in ye night season, & my synewes take no rest.
3 Euen so haue I laboured whole monethes longe (but in vayne) and many a carefull night haue I tolde.
4 When I layed me downe to slepe, I sayde: O when shal I ryse? Agayne, I longed sore for the night. Thus am I full off sorowe, till it be darcke.
26 When I herde this, I came agayne to myself, and mused, like as I had bene waked out of a swete slepe.
12 Myne age is folden vp together and taken awaye fro me, like a sheperdes cotage: my lyfe is hewen of, like as a weeuer cutteth of his webb. Whyl I was yet takinge my rest, he hewed me of, & made an ende of me in one daie.
13 I thought I wolde haue lyued vnto the morow, but he brussed my bones like a lyon, and made an ende of me in one daye.
4 I wil not suffre myne eyes to slepe, ner myne eye lyddes to slober.
38 But yf case be that my londe crie agaynst me, or yt the forowes therof make eny complaynte:
39 yf I haue eaten the frutes therof vnpayed for, yee yf I haue greued eny of the plow men:
6 I am weery of gronynge: Euery night wasshe I my bedde, & water my couche with my teares.
7 My coutenauce is chaunged for very inwarde grefe, I cosume awaye, I haue so many enemies.
2 In the tyme of my trouble I sought the LORDE, I helde vp my hondes vnto him in the night season, for my soule refused all other comforte.
10 I kepe sylece, and open not my mouth, for thou hast done it. Turne thy plages awaye fro me, for I am cosumed thorow the feare of thy hade.
19 For my rote was spred out by the waters syde, & the dew laye vpo my corne.
20 Shall not my short life come soone to an ende? O holde the fro me, let me alone, that I maye ease myself a litle:
19 Haue I sene eny man perish thorow nakednes & want of clothinge? Or, eny poore man for lack of rayment,
20 whose sydes thanked me not, because he was warmed wt ye woll of my shepe?
10 Haue mercy vpon me, O LORDE, for I am in trouble, myne eye is consumed for very heuynesse, yee my soule and my body.
13 with a vision in the night, when men are fallen a slepe.
3 Now when I thinke there vpo, I poure out my hert by my self: for I wolde fayne go hence with the multitude, & passe ouer with them vnto the house of God, in ye voyce of prayse & thankesgeuynge, amonge soch as kepe holy daye.
2 And so I shut my mouth, whyle the vngodly layed wayte for me.
30 My skynne vpo me is turned to black, & my bones are bret wt heate:
7 And now that I am full of payne, and all that I haue destroied
21 Why doest thou not forgeue me my synne? Wherfore takest thou not awaye my wickednesse? Beholde, now must I slepe in the dust: and yff thou sekest me tomorow in the mornynge, I shalbe gone.
17 Thus can not I get out of darcknesse, the cloude hath so couered my face.
4 Sela. Thou heldest myne eyes wakynge, I was so feble, that I coude not speake,
3 when his light shyned vpon my heade: whe I wente after the same light & shyne eue thorow the darcknesse.
4 As it stode wt me, whe I was welthy & had ynough: whe God prospered my house:
15 My strength is dried vp like a potsherde, my tunge cleueth to my goomes, and thou hast brought me in to the dust of death.
14 Wherfore shulde I be then punyshed daylie, & be chastened euery mornynge?
3 I am weery of crienge, my throte is drye, my sight fayleth me, for waytinge so longe vpon my God.
7 And he hath disceaued me, and chaunged my wages now ten tymes. But God hath not suffred him, to do me harme.
12 yee a fyre that vtterly shulde consume, & rote out all my substaunce.
28 Mekely & lowly came I in, yee & without eny displeasure: I stode vp in ye cogregacion, & commoned with the
19 I am eue as it were claye, & am become like asshes & dust.
4 Myne herte paunted, I trembled for feare. The darcknesse made me fearfull in my mynde.
16 My face is swolle with wepinge, & myne eyes are waxen dymne.
4 My hert is smytte downe and wythered like grasse, so that I forget to eate my bred.
13 From aboue hath he sent downe a fyre, in to my bones and chastened me: he hath layed a net for my fete, and throwne me wyde open: he hath made me desolate, so that I must euer be mournynge.
24 This is the cause, that I syghe before I eate, and my roaringes fall out like a water floude.
15 In dreames and visions of the night season (when slombrynge cometh vpo me, that they fall a slepe in their beddes)
10 My hert paunteth, my strength hath fayled me, & the light of myne eyes is gone fro me.
13 When I thynke: my bedd shall comforte me, I shall haue some refresshinge by talkynge with myself vpon my couche: