Job 19:16
When I call vpon my seruaut, he geueth me no answere: no though I praie him with my mouth.
When I call vpon my seruaut, he geueth me no answere: no though I praie him with my mouth.
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17 Myne owne wyfe maye not abyde my breth, I am fayne to speake fayre vnto the children of myne owne body.
18 Yee the very deserte fooles despyse me, and when I am gone from them, they speake euell vpon me.
15 The seruauntes and maydens of myne owne house take me for a strauger, and I am become as an aleaunt in their sight.
14 How shulde I then answere him? or, what wordes shulde I fynde out agaynst him?
15 Yee though I be rightuous, yet will I not geue him one worde agayne, but mekely submytte my self to my iudge.
16 All be it that I call vpon him, and he heare me, yet am I not sure, yt he hath herde my voyce:
20 Whe I crie vnto the, thou doest not heare me: & though I stonde before the, yet thou regardest me not.
7 Beholde, though I crie, yet violece is done vnto me, I can not be herde: Though I complane, there is none to geue sentece with me.
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.
6 Neuerthelesse wha I had opened vnto my beloued, he was departed, and gone his waye. Now like as afore tyme whan he spake, my hert coude no longer refrayne: Euen so now I sought hi, but I coude not fynde him: I cried vpon him, neuerthelesse he gaue me no answere.
17 I called vnto hi wt my mouth and gaue him prayses with my tuge.
6 For vnto the I crie, heare me o God: enclyne thine eares to me, and herke vnto my wordes.
19 What is he, that will go to lawe with me? For yf I holde my tonge, I shal dye.
14 I am become as a man that heareth not, and that can make no resistaunce wt his mouth.
1 I crie vnto the LORDE with my voyce, yee eue vnto the LORDE do I make my supplicacion. I poure out my complaynte before him, and shewe him of my trouble.
13 Dyd I euer thynke scorne to do right vnto my seruautes and maydens, when they had eny matter agaynst me?
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.
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.
2 O my God, I crie in the daye tyme, but thou hearest not: and in the night season also I take no rest.
24 Seinge then that I haue called, and ye refused it: I haue stretched out my honde, and no ma regarded it,
19 I called for my louers (but they begyled me:) for my prestes and councelers, but they perished: euen while they sought for meate, to saue their lyues.
2 The enemie crieth so, & the vngodly commeth on so fast: for they are mynded to do me some myschefe, so maliciously are they set agaynst me.
14 Neuerthelesse, seynge he hath not spoken vnto me, therfore will not I answere him as ye haue done
19 A seruaut wil not be the better for wordes, for though he vnderstonde, yet wil he not regarde them.
41 They cried, but there was none to helpe the: yee euen vnto the LORDE, but he herde the not.
19 Why goest thou not fro me, ner lettest me alone, so longe till I swalow downe my spetle?
1 When I am in trouble, I call vpon ye LORDE, & he answereth me.
4 O herken thou vnto me also, and let me speake: answere me vnto the thinge that I will axe the.
1 I cried vnto God with my voyce, yee euen vnto God cried I with my voyce, & he herde me.
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.
16 but in so moch as ye wil not speake, stondinge still like dom men & makinge no answere:
15 Yf thou woldest but call me, I shulde obeie the: only despyse not the worke of thine owne hondes.
8 The cried I vnto ye (O LORDE) yee vnto ye LORDE made I my prayer.
8 Though I crie & call piteously, yet heareth he not my prayer.
17 Heare me (o LORDE) for thy louynge kyndnesse is confortable: turne the vnto me acordinge vnto yi greate mercy.
2 And so I shut my mouth, whyle the vngodly layed wayte for me.
16 Where as I neuertheles ledinge the flock in thy wayes, haue compelled none by violence. For I neuer desyred eny mas deeth, this knowest thou well. My wordes also were right before the.
22 Thou hydest them priuely by thine owne presence from the proude men, thou kepest them secretly in thy tabernacle, from the strife of tonges.
5 That I might knowe, what answere he wolde geue me: & that I might vnderstonde, what he wolde saye vnto me.
1 Lorde, I call vpon the: haist the vnto me, and consider my voyce, whe I crie vnto the.
40 On the daye tyme the heate cosumed me, and the frost on the night, and my slepe departed fro myne eyes.
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?
56 Thou hast herde my voyce, & hast not turned awaye thine eares fro my sighinge and crienge.
4 I founde trouble and heuynesse. Then called I vpon ye name of the LORDE: o LORDE, delyuer my soule.
20 Therfore wil I speake, that I maye haue vete: I wil open my lyppes, and make answere.
16 Turne the vnto me and haue mercy vpon me, for I am desolate and in misery.
1 Iob answered, & sayde:
19 Considre me (o LORDE) and heare the voyce of myne enemies.
20 Thou knowest my reprofe, my shame & my dishonor: my aduersaries are all in thy sight.
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?