Job 21:4
Is it with a man, that I make this disputacio? Which yf it were so, shulde not my sprete be the in sore trouble?
Is it with a man, that I make this disputacio? Which yf it were so, shulde not my sprete be the in sore trouble?
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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.
12 Am I a see or a whalfysh, that thou kepest me so in preson?
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.
3 Suffre me a litle, that I maye speake also, and the laugh my wordes to scorne, yf ye will.
19 What is he, that will go to lawe with me? For yf I holde my tonge, I shal dye.
39 Wherfore them murmureth the lyuinge man? let him murmoure at his owne synne,
2 My sayenge is yet this daye in bytternes, and my hande heuy amonge my groninges.
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:
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?
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?
13 Am I able to helpe my self? Is not my strength gone fro me,
27 When I am purposed to forget my complayninges to chaunge my countenaunce, and to coforte my self:
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.
13 yt thy mynde is so puft vp agaynst God & lettest soch wordes go out of thy mouth?
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.
21 Though a body might pleate wt God, as one man doth with another,
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?
18 He will not let my sprete be in rest, but fylleth me wt bytternesse.
19 Yf men will speake of strength, he is the stogest of all: yf me will speake of rightousnes, who darre be my recorde?
24 This is the cause, that I syghe before I eate, and my roaringes fall out like a water floude.
20 Shal it be tolde him, what I saye? Shulde a man speake, or shulde he kepe it backe?
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.
17 Maye a man be iustified before God? Maye there eny man be iudged to be clene, by reason of his owne workes?
5 Marck me well, be aba?shed, and laye youre hade vpon youre mouth.
24 Wherfore hydest thou thy face, and holdest me for thine enemye?
2 How loge wil ye vexe my mynde, & trouble me with wordes?
4 to pleate my cause before him, and to fyll my mouth with argumentes:
5 That I might knowe, what answere he wolde geue me: & that I might vnderstonde, what he wolde saye vnto me.
14 How shulde I then answere him? or, what wordes shulde I fynde out agaynst him?
38 But yf case be that my londe crie agaynst me, or yt the forowes therof make eny complaynte:
4 Therfore is my sprete vexed within me, and my herte within me is desolate.
8 But now will I speake off the LORDE, and talke of God:
2 As truly as God lyueth (which hath taken awaye my power fro me) & the Allmightie, that hath vexed my mynde:
3 My lippes shall talke of no vanite, and my tonge shal speake no disceate,
8 Wilt thou disanulle my iudgment? Or, wilt thou condemne me, yt thou thy self mayest be made rightuous?
32 For he yt I must geue answere vnto, and with whom I go to lawe, is not a man as I am.
1 My breth fayleth, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes dore.
2 I haue disceaued no man, yet must myne eye cotinue in heuynesse
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:
2 When my sprete is in heuynesse, for thou knowest my path: in the waye where in I walke, haue they preuely layed a snare for me.
9 Doth God heare him the sooner, whe he crieth vnto him in his necessite?
3 Wherfore are we counted as beestes, & reputed so vyle in youre sight?
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.
18 Sorowe is come vpon me, and heuynes vexeth my herte:
3 I haue sufficiently herde the checkynge & reprofe, therfore am I purposed to make answere after my vnderstodinge.
1 I am the ma, that (thorow the rodd of his wrath) haue experiece of misery.