Job 3:23
To the man whose waye is hyd, which God kepeth backe from him.
To the man whose waye is hyd, which God kepeth backe from him.
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20 Wherfore is the light geuen, to him that is in mysery? and life vnto them, that haue heuy hertes?
21 (Which longe for death, and it commeth not: for yf they might fynde their graue,
22 they wolde be maruelous glad, as those that dygge vp treasure)
19 the shewe me where light dwelleth, and where darcknes is:
20 yt thou mayest bringe vs vnto their quarters, yf thou cast tell the waye to their houses.
8 He hath hedged vp my path, I ca not get awaye, he hath set darcknesse in my gate.
17 Thus can not I get out of darcknesse, the cloude hath so couered my face.
1 I am the ma, that (thorow the rodd of his wrath) haue experiece of misery.
2 He droue me forth, and led me: yee into darcknesse, but not in to light.
6 He hath set me in darcknesse, as they that be deed for euer.
7 He hath so hedged me in, that I can not get out, & hath layed heuy lynckes vpon me.
3 when his light shyned vpon my heade: whe I wente after the same light & shyne eue thorow the darcknesse.
9 He hath stopped vp my wayes with foure squared stones, & made my pathes croked.
1 Consideringe then that there is no tyme hyd from the Allmightie, how happeneth it, that they which knowe him, wil not regarde his dayes?
24 By what waye is the light parted, & the heate dealt out vpon earth?
9 Yf I go on the left syde to pondre his workes, I can not atteyne vnto them: Agayne, yf I go on the right syde, he hydeth himself, yt I can not se him.
23 When he goeth forth to get his lyuinge, he thinketh planely, that the daye of darcknesse is at honde.
3 lost be that daye, wherin I was borne: and the night, in the which it was sayde: there is a manchilde conceaued.
4 The same daye be turned to darcknesse, and not regarded of God from aboue, nether be shyned vpo wt light:
3 For who can kepe his owne councell so secrete, but it shall be knowne? Therfore haue I spoken vnwysely, seynge these thinges are so hye, and passe myne vnderstondinge.
24 Wherfore hydest thou thy face, and holdest me for thine enemye?
9 Let the starres be dymme thorow darcknesse of it. Let it loke for light, but let it se none, nether the rysynge vp of the fayre mornynge:
10 because it shut not vp the wombe that bare me, ner hyd these sorowes fro myne eyes.
3 Thinkest thou it now well done, to open thine eyes vpon soch one, and to brynge me before the in iudgment?
24 This is the cause, that I syghe before I eate, and my roaringes fall out like a water floude.
3 whose men of warre are innumerable, and whose light aryseth ouer all.
11 Shuldest thou the se no darcknesse? Shulde not the water floude runne ouer the?
16 O that I vtterly had no beynge, or were as a thige borne out of tyme (that is put asyde) ether as yonge children, which neuer sawe the light.
6 The light shalbe darcke in his dwellinge, & his candle shalbe put out with him.
13 Am I able to helpe my self? Is not my strength gone fro me,
10 Though he turne all thinges vpsyde downe, close them in, or thrust the together, who darre check him therfore?
19 Teach vs what we shal saye vnto hi, for we are vnmete because of darcknes.
20 Shal it be tolde him, what I saye? Shulde a man speake, or shulde he kepe it backe?
3 Thinkest thou it well done, to oppresse me, to cast me of (beinge a worke of thy hondes) and to manteyne the councell of the vngodly?
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.
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?
39 Wherfore them murmureth the lyuinge man? let him murmoure at his owne synne,
9 And this is ye cause yt equite is so farre fro vs, & yt rightuousnes cometh not nye vs. We loke for light, lo, it is darknesse: for ye mornynge shyne, se, we walke in ye darke.
27 How maye then Iacob thinke, or how maye Israel saye: My wayes are hyd from the LORDE, and my God knoweth not of my iudgmentes.
12 How commeth a man then by wy?dome? Where is the place that men fynde vnderstondinge?
28 Yee he hath delyuered my soule from destruccion, & my life, that it seyth ye light.
30 that he kepeth his soule from perishinge, & latteth him enioye the light of ye lyuinge.
9 Doth God heare him the sooner, whe he crieth vnto him in his necessite?
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:
18 Wherfore hast thou brought me out of my mothers wombe? O that I had perished, & that no eye had sene me.
29 Yf he delyuer & graunte pardo, who will iudge or condemne? But yf he hyde awaye his countenaunce, who wil turne it aboute agayne, whether it be to the people or to eny man?
2 what is he, that hydeth his mynde with foolysh wordes?
12 Why doth thine herte make the so proude? Why stondest thou so greatly in thine owne conceate? Where vnto loke thine eyes,
13 where as they (not wt stodinge) are rebellious and disobedient enemies: which seke not his light and waye, ner turne agayne in to his path.
23 And though they might be safe, yet they wil not receaue it, for their eyes loke vpon their owne wayes.