Job 30:19
I am eue as it were claye, & am become like asshes & dust.
I am eue as it were claye, & am become like asshes & dust.
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16 He hath smytten my teth in peces, & rolled me in the dust.
17 He hath put my soule out of rest, I forget all good thinges.
15 I haue sowed a sack cloth vpon my skynne, and lye with my strength in the dust.
16 My face is swolle with wepinge, & myne eyes are waxen dymne.
20 Whe I crie vnto the, thou doest not heare me: & though I stonde before the, yet thou regardest me not.
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.
31 yet shuldest thou dyppe me in ye myre, & myne owne clothes shulde defyle me.
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.
18 With all their power haue they chaunged my garmet, & gyrded me therwith, as it were wt a coate.
9 I eate ashes with my bred, and mengle my drynke with wepynge.
10 And that because of ye indignacion and wrath, for thou hast taken me vp, and cast me awaye.
11 He hath marred my wayes, and broke me in peces, he hath layed me waist altogether.
6 Wherfore I geue myne owne self ye blame, and take repentaunce in the dust and asshes.
8 He hath hedged vp my path, I ca not get awaye, he hath set darcknesse in my gate.
9 He hath spoyled me of myne honoure, & taken the crowne awaye fro my heade.
10 He hath destroyed me on euery syde, and I am vndone: My hope hath he taken awaye fro me, as it were a tre plucte vp by the rote.
11 His wrath is kyndled agaynst me, he taketh me, as though I were his enemy.
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.
4 My flesh & my skynne hath he made olde, and my bones hath he brussed.
2 I sticke fast in the depe myre, where no grounde is: I am come into depe waters, and the floudes wil drowne me.
9 O remembre (I beseke the) how that thou madest me of the moulde of the earth, and shalt brynge me to earth agayne.
16 Therfore is my mynde poured full of heuynesse, & ye dayes of trouble haue take holde vpon me.
5 My flesh is clothed with wormes, fylthinesse and dust: my skynne is wythered, and crompled together:
6 knowe this then, yt it is God, which hath handled me so violetly, & hath compased me aboute with his scourges.
3 For my dayes are consumed awaye like smoke, & my bones are brent vp as it were a fyre brande.
30 My skynne vpo me is turned to black, & my bones are bret wt heate:
53 They haue put downe my life in to a pitte, and layed a stone vpon me.
8 so that he sat vpon the grounde in the asshes, and scraped of the etter off his sores with a potsherde.
28 Mekely & lowly came I in, yee & without eny displeasure: I stode vp in ye cogregacion, & commoned with the
9 What profit is there in my bloude, yf I go downe to corrupcion?
22 In tymes past thou didest set me vp an hye, as it were aboue ye winde, but now hast thou geue me a very sore fall.
1 My breth fayleth, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes dore.
3 For the enemie persecuteth my soule, he smyteth my life downe to the grounde, he layeth me in the darcknesse, as the deed men of the worlde.
4 Therfore is my sprete vexed within me, and my herte within me is desolate.
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.
18 He will not let my sprete be in rest, but fylleth me wt bytternesse.
6 He hath made me as it were a byworde of the comon people, I am his gestinge stocke amoge the.
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.
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.
9 He hath stopped vp my wayes with foure squared stones, & made my pathes croked.
6 I am brought into so greate trouble and misery, that I go mournynge all the daye longe.
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 Haue pite vpon me, haue pite vpon me (o ye my frendes) for the hande of the LORDE hath touched me.
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.
12 My stregth fayleth me because of my aduersite, and my bones are corrupte.
4 Fre amoge the deed, like vnto the yt lye in the graue, which be out of remembrauce, and are cutt awaye from thy honde.
29 He layeth his face vpon the earth, yf (percase) there happen to be eny hope.