Job 30:29
But now. I am a copanyon of dragons, & a felowe of Esiriches.
But now. I am a copanyon of dragons, & a felowe of Esiriches.
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30 My skynne vpo me is turned to black, & my bones are bret wt heate:
31 my harpe is turned to sorow, & my pipe to wepinge.
28 Mekely & lowly came I in, yee & without eny displeasure: I stode vp in ye cogregacion, & commoned with the
6 I am become like a Pellicane in the wildernes, and like an Oule in a broken wall.
7 I wake, and am euen as it were a sparow sittinge alone vpon the house toppe.
19 I am eue as it were claye, & am become like asshes & dust.
9 Now am I their songe, & am become their iestinge stocke.
13 Thornes shal growe in their palaces, nettels & thistles in their stronge holdes, yt the dragons maye haue their pleasure therin, & that they maye be a courte for Estriches.
14 There shal straunge visures and monstruous beastes mete one another, & the wylde kepe company together. There shal the lamia lye, & haue hir lodginge.
15 There shall the hedghogge buylde, digge, be there at home, and bringe forth his yongeones. There shal the kytes come together, ech one to his like.
8 Wherfore I wil mourne & make lamentacion, bare & naked will I go: I must mourne like ye dragos, & take sorow as ye Estriches:
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.
12 Am I a see or a whalfysh, that thou kepest me so in preson?
1 Bvt now they that are my inferiours & yonger then I, haue me in derision: yee eue they, whose fathers I wolde haue thought scorne to haue set wt the dogges of my catell.
20 The wilde beastes shal worshippe me: the dragon, and the Estrich. For I shall geue water in ye wildernesse, and streames in the deserte: that I maye geue drike to my people, whom I chose.
13 They gape vpon me with their mouthes, as it were a rampinge and roaringe lyon.
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.
14 Then chatred I like a swalowe, and like a Crane, and mourned as a doue. I lift vp myne eyes in to ye hight: O LORDE, (sayde I) violence is done vnto me, be thou suertie for me.
15 the Estriche, the Night crowe, the Cocow, the Sparow hauke with his kynde,
16 the litle Oule, the greate Oule, ye Backe,
17 the Bytture, the Swanne, the Pellicane, the Pye,
8 Myne heretage is become vnto me, as a Lyon in the wod. It cried out vpon me, therfore haue I forsaken it.
9 Myne heretage is vnto me, as a spreckled byrde, a byrde of dyuerse coloures is vpon it. Go hence, and gather all the beastes of the felde together, that they maye eate it vp.
16 the Estrich, ye Nightcrow, the Cocow, the Sparow hauke with his kynde,
17 the litle Oule, the Storke, the greate Oule,
19 Oure hert is not turned backe, nether oure steppes gone out of thy waye.
13 He hath put my brethren farre awaye fro me, and soch as were of myne acquauntaunce, are become straugers vnto me.
11 My life is waxen olde with heuynesse, and my yeares wt mournynge.
40 On the daye tyme the heate cosumed me, and the frost on the night, and my slepe departed fro myne eyes.
10 He layeth waite for me like a Bere, and as a lyon in a hole.
14 I call corrupcion my father, and the wormes call I my mother and my sister.
15 I haue sowed a sack cloth vpon my skynne, and lye with my strength in the dust.
18 Yee the very deserte fooles despyse me, and when I am gone from them, they speake euell vpon me.
19 All soch as were my most familiers, abhorre me: and they whom I loued best, are turned agaynst me.
20 My bone hangeth to my skynne, and the flesh is awaye, only there is left me the skynne aboute my teth.
18 Therfore, I thought verely, yt I shulde haue dyed in my nest: & yt my dayes shulde haue bene as many as the sondes of the see.
7 Vpo the drye heeth wete they aboute crienge, & in the brome hilles they gathered them together.
4 Sela. This shal God sende, for his mercy and faithfulnesse sake. I lye with my soule amonge the cruell lyons:
3 Euen so haue I laboured whole monethes longe (but in vayne) and many a carefull night haue I tolde.
13 Am I able to helpe my self? Is not my strength gone fro me,
22 The litle Oules shall crie in the palaces, one after another, & Dragos shalbe in the pleasaut perlours. And as for Babilons tyme, it is at honde, & hir dayes maye not be longe absent.
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:
11 I put on a sackecloth, and therfore they iested vpon me.
6 He hath made me as it were a byworde of the comon people, I am his gestinge stocke amoge the.
11 But Pellicanes, Storkes, great Oules, and Rauens shall haue it in possession, & dwell therein. For God shal sprede out the lyne of desolacion vpon it, & weye it with the stones of emptynes.
14 Wherfore do I beare my flesh in my teth, and my soule in myne hondes?
32 For he yt I must geue answere vnto, and with whom I go to lawe, is not a man as I am.
11 His wrath is kyndled agaynst me, he taketh me, as though I were his enemy.