Job 10:20

Coverdale Bible (1535)

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:

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  • Job 14:1 : 1 Man that is borne of a woman, hath but a shorte tyme to lyue, and is full of dyuerse miseries.
  • Ps 39:13 : 13 Oh spare me a litle, that I maye refresh myself, before I go hence, and be nomore sene.
  • Ps 103:15-16 : 15 That a man in his tyme is but as is grasse, & florisheth as a floure of the felde. 16 For as soone as the wynde goeth ouer it, it gone, and the place therof knoweth it nomore.
  • Ps 39:5 : 5 LORDE, let me knowe myne ende, and the nombre of my dayes: that I maye be certified what I wante.
  • Job 7:6-7 : 6 my dayes passe ouer more spedely, the a weeuer can weeue out his webbe, and are gone, or I am awarre. 7 O remembre, that my life is but a wynde, ad that myne eye shal nomore se the pleasures
  • Job 7:16-21 : 16 I can se no remedy, I shall lyue nomore: O spare me then, for my dayes are but vayne 17 What is man, that thou hast him in soch reputacion, and settest so moch by him? 18 Thou takest diligent care for him, and sodely doest thou trye him. 19 Why goest thou not fro me, ner lettest me alone, so longe till I swalow downe my spetle? 20 I haue offended, what shal I do vnto ye, O thou preseruer off men? Why hast thou made me to stonde in thy waye, and am so heuy a burden vnto myself? 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.
  • Job 8:9 : 9 Namely, yt we are but of yesterdaye, and considre not, that oure dayes vpon earth are buth a very shadow.
  • Job 9:25-26 : 25 My dayes haue bene more swifte, then a runner: they are gone sodenly, and haue sene no good thinge. 26 They are passed awaye, as the shippes that be good vnder sale, and as the Aegle that haisteth to the pray.
  • Job 13:21 : 21 Withdrawe thine honde fro me, & let not the fearfull drede of the make me afrayed.

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  • 21 afore I go thyther, from whence I shal not turne agayne: Namely, to that londe of darcknesse & shadowe of death:

  • Job 10:18-19
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    18 Wherfore hast thou brought me out of my mothers wombe? O that I had perished, & that no eye had sene me.

    19 Yf they had caried me to my graue, as soone as I was borne, then shulde I be now, as though I had neuer bene.

  • Job 6:9-11
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    9 That he wolde begynne and smyte me: that he wolde let his honde go, & hew me downe.

    10 The shulde I haue some coforte: yee I wolde desyre him in my payne, that he shulde not spare, for I will not be agaynst ye wordes of the holy one.

    11 What power haue I to endure? Or? what is myne ende, that my soule might be paciet?

  • 22 yet the nombre of my yeares are come, & I must go the waye, from whence I shal not turne agayne.

  • Job 7:15-16
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    15 that my soule wyssheth rather to be hanged, and my bones to be deed.

    16 I can se no remedy, I shall lyue nomore: O spare me then, for my dayes are but vayne

  • 13 Oh spare me a litle, that I maye refresh myself, before I go hence, and be nomore sene.

  • 27 When I am purposed to forget my complayninges to chaunge my countenaunce, and to coforte my self:

  • 1 My breth fayleth, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes dore.

  • Job 14:13-14
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    13 O that thou woldest kepe me, and hyde me in the hell, vntill thy wrath were stilled: & to appoynte me a tyme, wherin thou mightest remembre me.

    14 Maye a deed man lyue agayne? All the dayes of this my pilgremage am I lokynge, when my chaunginge shal come.

  • Job 10:1-2
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    1 it greueth my soule to lyue. Neuerthelesse, now will I put forth my wordes: I wil speake out of the very heuynesse off my soule,

    2 and will saye vnto God: O do not condemne me, but shewe me the cause, wherfore thou iudgest me on this maner.

  • 11 My dayes are past, my thoughtes are vanished awaye, which haue vexed myne herte,

  • 10 I thought I shulde haue gone to the gates of hell in my best age, and haue wanted the residue of my yeares.

  • Job 13:13-15
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    13 Holde youre tonges now, and let me speake, for there is some thinge come in to my mynde.

    14 Wherfore do I beare my flesh in my teth, and my soule in myne hondes?

    15 Lo, there is nether coforte ner hope for me, yf he wil slaye me. But yf I shewe and reproue myne owne wayes in his sight,

  • Job 7:20-21
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    20 I haue offended, what shal I do vnto ye, O thou preseruer off men? Why hast thou made me to stonde in thy waye, and am so heuy a burden vnto myself?

    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.

  • Job 13:19-20
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    19 What is he, that will go to lawe with me? For yf I holde my tonge, I shal dye.

    20 Neuerthelesse graunte me ij. thinges, and then will I not hyde my self from the.

  • 4 Is it with a man, that I make this disputacio? Which yf it were so, shulde not my sprete be the in sore trouble?

  • 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.

  • 18 Sorowe is come vpon me, and heuynes vexeth my herte:

  • 13 Am I able to helpe my self? Is not my strength gone fro me,

  • Job 7:6-7
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    6 my dayes passe ouer more spedely, the a weeuer can weeue out his webbe, and are gone, or I am awarre.

    7 O remembre, that my life is but a wynde, ad that myne eye shal nomore se the pleasures

  • 13 When I thynke: my bedd shall comforte me, I shall haue some refresshinge by talkynge with myself vpon my couche:

  • 5 Are thy dayes as the dayes of man, and thy yeares as mans yeares?

  • 13 Though I tary neuer so moch, yet the graue is my house, and I must make my bed in the darcke.

  • Ps 102:23-24
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    23 He hath brought downe my strength in my iourney, and shortened my dayes.

    24 Yet wil I saye: O my God, take me not awaye in ye myddest of myne age: as for thy yeares, they endure thorow out all generacions.

  • 11 Therfore I will not spare my mouth, but will speake in the trouble of my sprete, in ye bytternesse of my mynde will I talke.

  • 3 And now o LORDE, take my life fro me (I beseke the) for I had rather dye then lyue.

  • 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.

  • 4 My hert was hote within me, & whyle I was thus musynge, the fyre kyndled: so that I spake with my tonge.

  • 47 Sela. LORDE, how longe wilt thou hyde thy self? For euer? shal thy wrath burne like fyre?

  • 6 But what shall I do? For all my wordes, my sorow wil not ceasse: and though I holde my toge, yet wil it not departe fro me.

  • 18 Wherfore came I forth off my mothers wombe? To haue experience of laboure and sorowe? and to lede my life with shame?

  • 15 What helpeth then my longe tarienge? Or, who wil fulfill the thinge, that I loke for?

  • 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.

  • 10 because it shut not vp the wombe that bare me, ner hyd these sorowes fro myne eyes.

  • 7 Oh no, let him not do so with me. But let hym geue me like power to go to lawe, then am I sure to wynne my matter.

  • 2 O yt I were as I was in the monethes by past, & in the dayes whe God preserued me:

  • 15 What shal I speake or say, ethat he maye this doo? yt I maye lyue out all my yeares, yee in the bytternesse of my life?