Job 29:20
My honor encreased more & more, and my bowe was euer the stronger in my hande.
My honor encreased more & more, and my bowe was euer the stronger in my hande.
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19 For my rote was spred out by the waters syde, & the dew laye vpo my corne.
34 He hath made my fete like hartes fete, & hath set me vp an hye.
35 He teacheth my handes to fighte, and bendeth the stele bowe with myne armes.
36 And thou hast geuen me the shylde of yi health, and with yi louynge correccion shalt thou multiplye me.
2 O yt I were as I was in the monethes by past, & in the dayes whe God preserued me:
3 when his light shyned vpon my heade: whe I wente after the same light & shyne eue thorow the darcknesse.
4 As it stode wt me, whe I was welthy & had ynough: whe God prospered my house:
5 when the allmightie was with me: when my housholde folkes stode aboute me:
34 He teacheth myne hondes to fight, and maketh myne armes to breake euen a bowe off stele.
35 Thou hast geue me the defence of thy health, thy right hande vpholdeth me, and thy louynge correccion maketh me greate.
17 Their delite is in thy name all the daye longe, and thorow thy rightuousnesse they shalbe exalted.
2 he hath made my mouth like a sharpe swerde, vnder ye shadowe of his honde hath he defended me, and hyd me in his quyuer, as a good arowe,
9 He hath spoyled me of myne honoure, & taken the crowne awaye fro my heade.
12 He hath bent his bowe, and made me as it were a marck to shute at.
13 The arowes of his quyuer hath he shot, euen in to my reynes.
25 Haue I reioysed because my substaunce was greate, and because my honde gat so moch?
2 For thy arowes stick fast in me, and thy honde presseth me sore.
41 Yf I whet ye edge of my swerde, and my hande take holde of iudgment, then wyll I auenge me on myne enemies, and rewarde them that hate me.
5 Or who will enforce me to kepe or make peace?
27 Hath my hert medled priuely wt eny disceate? Or, dyd I euer kysse myne owne honde
9 so fayre and goodly had I made him with the multitude of his braunches: In so moch, yt all the trees in the pleasaut garde of God, had envye at hi.
4 The bowe of the mightie is broken, and the weake are gyrded aboute with strength.
3 Thou art the fayrest amonge the children of me, full of grace are thy lippes, therfore God blesseth the for euer.
21 I haue founde Dauid my seruaut, with my holy oyle haue I anoynted him.
9 Thou shewdest thy bowe opely, like as thou haddest promised with an ooth vnto the trybes. Sela. Thou didest deuyde the waters of the earth.
24 Therfore shal ye LORDE rewarde me after my rightuous dealinge, & acordinge vnto ye clenesse of my hodes in his eye sight.
3 Now therfore take thy geer, thy quyuer and thy bowe, and get the forth to the felde, and take me some venyson,
11 The Sonne and Mone remayned still in their habitacion. Thine arowes wente out glisteringe, and thy speares as the shyne of the lightenynge.
29 The strength of yonge men is their worshipe, & a gray heade, is an honor vnto ye aged.
6 As for me, whe I was in prosperite, I sayde: Tush, I shal neuer fall more. (And why? thou LORDE of thy goodnesse haddest made my hill so stronge.)
16 Oft tymes a thinge doth florish, and men thynke that it maye abyde the Sonneshyne: it shuteth forth the braunches in his garden,
14 And why? I put vpon me rightuousnes, which couered me as a garmet, & equite was my crowne.
10 Then arme thy self with thine owne power, vp, decke the in thy ioly araye,
10 But my horne shalbe exalted like the horne of an Vnicorne, & shal be anoynted with fresh oyle.
20 The LORDE shall rewarde me after my rightuous dealynge, & acordinge to the clenesse of my hodes shal he recopense me.
25 Than his flesh (which hath bene in misery & trouble) shalbe, as it was in his youth.
9 Afore honde sawe I God allwayes before me, for he is on my right honde, that I shulde not be moued.
5 Therfore was he hyer the all the trees of the felde, and thorow ye multitude of waters that he sent fro him, he optayned many and longe braunches.
7 Praysed be ye LORDE, for he hath herde the voyce of my humble peticio.
25 So shal ye LORDE rewarde me after my righteousnes, acordinge to the clenes of my handes in his eye sighte.
1 Blessed be the LORDE my refuge, which teacheth my hades to warre, & my fyngers to fight.
27 My bowels seeth wt in me & take no rest, for ye dayes of my trouble are come vpo me.
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 Euen mightie & sharpe arowes, wt hote burnige coales.
4 Lest myne enemie saye: I haue preuayled agaynst hi for yf I be cast downe, they that trouble me will reioyse at it.
29 Haue I euer reioysed at the hurte of myne enemy? Or, was I euer glad, yt eny harme happened vnto him? Oh no,
11 But as for me I will walke innocently: O delyuer me, and be mercifull vnto me.
7 My countenaunce is heuy for very anger, & the membres of my body are become like a shadowe.
2 The power & stregth of their hades might do me no good, & as for their age, it is spet & past awaye without eny profit.
21 The LORDE shal rewarde me after my righteousnes, and acordinge to the clennes of my handes shal he recompence me.