Job 30:25
Dyd not I wepe in ye tyme of trouble? Had not my soule copassion vpo ye poore?
Dyd not I wepe in ye tyme of trouble? Had not my soule copassion vpo ye poore?
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12 For I delyuered ye poore whe he cried, & the fatherlesse yt wanted helpe.
13 He yt shulde haue bene lost, gaue me a good worde, & ye widdowes hert praised me.
24 Now vse not me to do violece vnto the, yt are destroyed allready: but where hurte is done, there vse thei to helpe.
16 I was a father vnto the poore, & whe I knew not their cause, I sought it out diligetly.
26 Yet neuerthelesse where as I loked for good, euell happened vnto me: and where as I waited for light, there came darcknesse.
16 When the poore desyred enythinge at me, haue I denyed it them? Haue I caused ye wyddowe stonde waytinge for me in vayne?
28 In so moch that they haue caused ye voyce of the poore to come vnto him, & now he heareth the coplaynte of soch as are in necessite.
19 Haue I sene eny man perish thorow nakednes & want of clothinge? Or, eny poore man for lack of rayment,
14 I behaued myself as though it had bene my frende or my brother, I wete heuely, as one yt mourneth for his mother.
15 But in my aduersite they reioyse, and gather them together: yee ye very lame come together agaynst me vnawarres, makynge mowes at me, & ceasse not.
22 I go hence like ye shadowe that departeth, and am dryuen awaye as ye greshoppers.
16 Turne the vnto me and haue mercy vpon me, for I am desolate and in misery.
12 O ye all that go fore by, beholde and se, yf there be eny sorowe like vnto myne, wherwith the LORDE hath troubled me, in the daye of his fearefull wrath.
9 Thou hast not delyuered me ouer in to the hodes of the enemie, but hast set my fete in a large rowme.
28 Mekely & lowly came I in, yee & without eny displeasure: I stode vp in ye cogregacion, & commoned with the
1 Blessed is he, yt considreth ye poore: ye LORDE shal delyuer him in the tyme of trouble.
16 Therfore do I wepe, and myne eyes gusshe out of water: for the coforter that shulde quycken me, is farre fro me. My children are dryuen awaye, for why? the enemie hath gotten the ouer honde.
20 Thou knowest my reprofe, my shame & my dishonor: my aduersaries are all in thy sight.
16 His delite was in cursynge, and therfore shall it happe vnto him: he loued not blessynge, and that shall be farre fro him.
16 Yee when he helped ye oppressed and poore to their right, then prospered he well. From whence came this, but only because he had me before his eyes? saieth the LORDE.
1 So I turned me, and considered all the violent wronge that is done vnder the Sonne: and beholde, the teares of soch as were oppressed, and there was no man to comforte them, or that wolde delyuer and defende them from the violence of their oppressours.
12 For he shal deliuer the poore whe he crieth, & the nedy yt hath no helpe.
13 He shall be fauorable to the symple & poore, he shal preserue the soules of soch as be in aduersite.
13 Who so stoppeth his eare at the criege of the poore, he shal crie himself and not be herde.
21 Dyd I euer lyft vp my honde to hurte the fatherlesse? Yee in the gate where I sawe my self to be in auctorite:
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.
9 Doth God heare him the sooner, whe he crieth vnto him in his necessite?
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.
7 I hate them that holde of vanities, and my trust is in the LORDE.
15 The poore delyuereth he out of his straytnesse, and comforteth soch as be in necessite and trouble.
25 For I shall fede the hongrie soule, and refresh all faynte hertes.
4 Therfore do I crie vnto the (o LORDE) and saye: thou art my hope and my porcion, in the londe of the lyuynge.
20 Wherfore is the light geuen, to him that is in mysery? and life vnto them, that haue heuy hertes?
38 But yf case be that my londe crie agaynst me, or yt the forowes therof make eny complaynte:
20 Whe I crie vnto the, thou doest not heare me: & though I stonde before the, yet thou regardest me not.
4 When I perceaued yt, I sayde: awaye fro me, yt I maye wepe bytterly. Take no laboure for to coforte me, as touchinge the destruction of my people.
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?
18 Sorowe is come vpon me, and heuynes vexeth my herte:
9 With yi mouth defende ye thinge yt is laufull and right, and ye cause of ye poore and helplesse.
24 For he hath not despysed ner abhorred the myserable estate of the poore: he hath not hyd his face fro me, but whe I called vnto him, he herde me.
20 My frendes laugh me to scorne, but myne eye poureth out teares vnto God.
16 My face is swolle with wepinge, & myne eyes are waxen dymne.
20 Considre (O LORDE) how I am troubled, my wombe is disquieted, my herte turneth aboute in me, and I am full of heuynes. The swearde hurteth me without, and within I am like vnto death.
21 They heare my mournynge, but there is none that wil comforte me. All myne enemies haue herde of my trouble, and are glad therof, because thou hast done it. But thou shalt brynge forth the tyme, when they also shal be like vnto me.
29 Haue I euer reioysed at the hurte of myne enemy? Or, was I euer glad, yt eny harme happened vnto him? Oh no,
7 The righteous considreth the cause of the poore, but the vngodly regardeth no vnderstondynge.
13 Am I able to helpe my self? Is not my strength gone fro me,
31 my harpe is turned to sorow, & my pipe to wepinge.
16 Therfore is my mynde poured full of heuynesse, & ye dayes of trouble haue take holde vpon me.
25 Haue I reioysed because my substaunce was greate, and because my honde gat so moch?