Job 16:22
yet the nombre of my yeares are come, & I must go the waye, from whence I shal not turne agayne.
yet the nombre of my yeares are come, & I must go the waye, from whence I shal not turne agayne.
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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:
21 afore I go thyther, from whence I shal not turne agayne: Namely, to that londe of darcknesse & shadowe of death:
21 Though a body might pleate wt God, as one man doth with another,
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 I thought I shulde haue gone to the gates of hell in my best age, and haue wanted the residue of my yeares.
11 I spake within my self: I shal neuer viset the LORDE God in this life: I shal neuer se man, amonge the dwellers of the worlde
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.
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
8 therof yee and that none other mans eye shall se me eny more. For yf thou fasten thine eyes vpon me, I come to naught like
9 as a cloude is cosumed and vanyshed awaye, euen so he that goeth downe to hell, commeth nomore vp,
10 ner turneth agayne in to his house, nether shall his place knowe him eny more.
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.
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.
8 For though I go before, I fynde him not: yf I come behynde, I ca get no knowlege of him:
16 I can se no remedy, I shall lyue nomore: O spare me then, for my dayes are but vayne
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,
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.
13 Oh spare me a litle, that I maye refresh myself, before I go hence, and be nomore sene.
23 Sure I am, yt thou wilt delyuer me vnto death: where as a lodgyng is prepared for all me
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,
11 My dayes are past, my thoughtes are vanished awaye, which haue vexed myne herte,
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.
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?
2 He cometh vp, and falleth awaye like a floure. He flyeth as it were a shadowe, and neuer continueth in one state.
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?
23 But now that it is deed, wherfore shulde I fast? Can I fetch it agayne. I shal go vnto it, but it shall not come agayne vnto me.
1 My breth fayleth, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes dore.
7 for I thought thus within my self: It becometh olde men to speake, & the aged to teach wy?dome.
2 And he sayde: Beholde, I am olde, and knowe not whan I shal dye.
32 For he yt I must geue answere vnto, and with whom I go to lawe, is not a man as I am.
22 His soule draweth on to destruccion, & his life to death.
3 O that I might se him & fynde him: O that I might come before his seate,
15 What helpeth then my longe tarienge? Or, who wil fulfill the thinge, that I loke for?
6 Yee though he lyued two thousande yeares, yet hath he no good life. Come not all to one place?
7 Or dust be turned againe vnto earth from whence it came, and or the sprete returne vnto God, which gaue it.
14 But seynge that God wil sytt in iudgment, what shal I do? And for so moch as he wil nedes vyset me, what answere shal I geue him?
22 For yf I wolde go aboute to please me, I knowe not how soone my maker wolde take me awaye.
18 Therfore, I thought verely, yt I shulde haue dyed in my nest: & yt my dayes shulde haue bene as many as the sondes of the see.
6 Go from him, that he maye rest a litle: vntill his daye come, which he loketh for, like as an hyrelinge doth.
2 holde the still a litle, and I shal shewe the, what I haue yet to speake on Gods behalfe.
22 And then sende for me to the lawe, yt I maye answere for my self: or els, let me speake, and geue thou the answere.
32 Yf I haue gone amysse, enfourme me: yf I haue done wronge, I wil leaue of.
29 Yf ye take this fro me also, and eny mysfortune happe him, then shal ye brynge my gray heer with sorowe downe vnto the graue.