Job 30:18
With all their power haue they chaunged my garmet, & gyrded me therwith, as it were wt a coate.
With all their power haue they chaunged my garmet, & gyrded me therwith, as it were wt a coate.
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16 Therfore is my mynde poured full of heuynesse, & ye dayes of trouble haue take holde vpon me.
17 My bones are pearsed thorow in ye night season, & my synewes take no rest.
6 I am brought into so greate trouble and misery, that I go mournynge all the daye longe.
7 For my loynes are clene dried vp, and there is no whole parte in my body.
8 I am feble and sore smytte, I roare for the very disquietnes of my hert.
19 I am eue as it were claye, & am become like asshes & dust.
3 Agaynst me only he turneth his honde, & layeth it euer vpon me.
4 My flesh & my skynne hath he made olde, and my bones hath he brussed.
5 He hath buylded rounde aboute me, & closed me in with gall and trauayle.
5 For the voyce of my gronynge, my bone wil scarse cleue to my flesh.
12 I was somtyme in wealth, but sodenly hath he brought me to naught. He hath taken me by the neck, he hath rente me, and set me, as it were a marck for him to shute at.
13 He hath compased me rounde aboute with his dartes, he hath wounded my loynes, & not spared. My bowels hath he poured vpon the grounde.
14 He hath geue me one wounde vpon another, and is falle vpon me like a giaunte.
15 I haue sowed a sack cloth vpon my skynne, and lye with my strength in the dust.
14 I am poured out like water, all my bones are out of ioynt: my hert in the myddest off my body is euen like meltinge waxe.
15 My strength is dried vp like a potsherde, my tunge cleueth to my goomes, and thou hast brought me in to the dust of death.
13 From aboue hath he sent downe a fyre, in to my bones and chastened me: he hath layed a net for my fete, and throwne me wyde open: he hath made me desolate, so that I must euer be mournynge.
14 The yocke of my transgression is come at the last, with his honde hath he taken it vp, and put it aboute my neck. My strength is gone: the LORDE hath delyuered me in to those hondes, wherout I can not quyte myself.
5 My flesh is clothed with wormes, fylthinesse and dust: my skynne is wythered, and crompled together:
10 Haue mercy vpon me, O LORDE, for I am in trouble, myne eye is consumed for very heuynesse, yee my soule and my body.
7 And now that I am full of payne, and all that I haue destroied
8 (wherof my wryncles beare wytnesse) there stodeth vp a dyssembler to make me answere with lyes to my face.
28 where as I (notwithstondinge) must consume like as a foule carion, and as a cloth that is moth eaten.
30 My skynne vpo me is turned to black, & my bones are bret wt heate:
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.
13 I thought I wolde haue lyued vnto the morow, but he brussed my bones like a lyon, and made an ende of me in one daye.
18 Let it be vnto him as the cloke that he hath vpon him, and as the gyrdle that he is gyrded withall.
19 Let it thus happen from the LORDE vnto myne enemies, and to those that speake euell agaynst my soule.
18 They haue parted my garmentes amonge them, ad cast lottes vpon my vesture.
19 he chasteneth him with sicknesse, & bringeth him to his bed: he laieth sore punyshmet vpo his bones,
2 For thy arowes stick fast in me, and thy honde presseth me sore.
3 There is no whole parte in my body, because of thy displeasure: there is no rest in my bones, by reason of my synnes.
4 For my wickednesses are gone ouer my heade, and are like a sore burthen, to heuy forme to beare.
11 Thou hast couered me with skynne and flesh, and ioyned me together with bones & synowes.
13 Neuertheles, when they were sick, I put on a sack cloth: I humbled my soule with fastinge, and my prayer turned in to myne owne bosome.
11 For ye LORDE hath opened his quyuer, he hath hytt me, & put a brydle in my mouth.
20 My bone hangeth to my skynne, and the flesh is awaye, only there is left me the skynne aboute my teth.
21 Haue pite vpon me, haue pite vpon me (o ye my frendes) for the hande of the LORDE hath touched me.
11 He hath marred my wayes, and broke me in peces, he hath layed me waist altogether.
7 He hath so hedged me in, that I can not get out, & hath layed heuy lynckes vpon me.
27 My bowels seeth wt in me & take no rest, for ye dayes of my trouble are come vpo me.
21 In so moch, that his body is clene consumed awaye, & his bones appeare nomore.
31 yet shuldest thou dyppe me in ye myre, & myne owne clothes shulde defyle me.
9 He hath spoyled me of myne honoure, & taken the crowne awaye fro my heade.
8 They haue geuen a wicked sentence vpon me: when he lyeth, he shal ryse vp nomore.
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.
1 My breth fayleth, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes dore.
3 For whyle I helde my tonge, my bones consumed awaye thorow my daylie complaynynges.
18 He will not let my sprete be in rest, but fylleth me wt bytternesse.
14 And why? I put vpon me rightuousnes, which couered me as a garmet, & equite was my crowne.