Job 13:15
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,
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,
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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?
16 he is euen the same, that maketh me whole: and why? there maye no Ypocrite come before him,
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?
18 Beholde, though sentence were geuen vpon me, I am sure to be knowne for vngilty.
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.
25 For I am sure, that my redemer lyueth, and that I shall ryse out of the earth in the latter daye:
26 that I shal be clothed againe with this skynne, and se God in my flesh.
27 Yee I my self shal beholde him, not with other but with these same eyes. My reynes are consumed within me,
14 Wha thou speakest then, shulde not he pardon the, yff thou open thyself before him, and put thy trust in him?
5 God forbydde, that I shulde graunte youre cause to be right. As for me, vntill myne ende come wil I neuer go fro myne innocency.
6 My rightuous dealynge wil I kepe fast, & not forsake it: For my conscience reproueth me not in all my conuersacion.
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.
10 But as for my waye, he knoweth it: & trieth me as ye golde in ye fyre.
11 Neuertheles my fete kepe his path, his hye strete haue I holden, and not gone out of it.
14 I am clene forgotten and out of mynde, as a deed man: I am become like a broken vessell.
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?
14 He rewardeth me into my bosome, & many other thinges mo doth he, as he maye by his power.
6 Wil he pleate agaynst me with his greate power & strength, or wyll he leane him self vtterly vpon me?
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.
15 that my soule wyssheth rather to be hanged, and my bones to be deed.
35 and then shal I answere him without eny feare. For as longe as I am in soch fearfulnesse, I can make no answere: And why?
3 Neuerthelesse I am purposed to talke with the Allmightie, and my desyre is to comon with God.
16 In the eueninge, mornynge and at noone daye wil I mourne and complayne: and he shal heare my voyce.
3 Though an hoost of men were layed agaynst me, yet shal not my hert be afrayed: and though there rose vp warre against me, yet wil I put my trust in him.
8 But now will I speake off the LORDE, and talke of God:
15 Yee though I be rightuous, yet will I not geue him one worde agayne, but mekely submytte my self to my iudge.
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:
22 yet the nombre of my yeares are come, & I must go the waye, from whence I shal not turne agayne.
27 When I am purposed to forget my complayninges to chaunge my countenaunce, and to coforte my self:
28 then am I afrayed of all my workes, for I knowe, thou fauourest not an euell doer.
10 But lo, he hath pyked a quarell agaynst me, & taketh me for his enemy:
15 Yf I do wickedly, wo is me therfore: Yf I be rightuous, yet darre I not lift vp my heade: so full am I of confucion, and se myne owne misery.
5 But yf ye wil enhaunce yor selues agaynst me, & accuse me to be a wicked personne because of the shame that is come vpon me:
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.
11 He hath marred my wayes, and broke me in peces, he hath layed me waist altogether.
4 Lest myne enemie saye: I haue preuayled agaynst hi for yf I be cast downe, they that trouble me will reioyse at it.
5 But my trust is in thy mercy, and my hert is ioyfull in thy sauynge health.
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,
11 Yee in God do I trust, & am not afraied: what ca man the do vnto me?
1 Be thou my iudge (O LORDE) for I walke innocently: my trust is in the LORDE, therfore shall I not fall.
19 Yf men will speake of strength, he is the stogest of all: yf me will speake of rightousnes, who darre be my recorde?
11 But as for me I will walke innocently: O delyuer me, and be mercifull vnto me.
23 Sure I am, yt thou wilt delyuer me vnto death: where as a lodgyng is prepared for all me
12 Thou hast vpholden me because of my innocency, and set me before thy face for euer.
6 I must nedes be a lyar, though my cause be right: & violetly am I plaged, where as I made no fawte.