Job 34:6
I must nedes be a lyar, though my cause be right: & violetly am I plaged, where as I made no fawte.
I must nedes be a lyar, though my cause be right: & violetly am I plaged, where as I made no fawte.
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5 And why? Iob hath sayde: I am rightuous, but God doth me wronge.
18 Shall my heuynes endure for euer? Are my plages then so greate, yt they maye neuer be healed? Wilt thou be as a water, that falleth, and can not contynue?
10 The shulde I haue some coforte: yee I wolde desyre him in my payne, that he shulde not spare, for I will not be agaynst ye wordes of the holy one.
19 Alas, how am I hurte? Alas, how panefull are my scourges vnto me? For I cosidre this sorow by my self, & I must suffre it,
4 whyle my breth is in me, and as longe as the wynde (that God hath geuen me) is in my nostrels.
5 God forbydde, that I shulde graunte youre cause to be right. As for me, vntill myne ende come wil I neuer go fro myne innocency.
6 My rightuous dealynge wil I kepe fast, & not forsake it: For my conscience reproueth me not in all my conuersacion.
1 Iob answered, and sayde:
2 O that my misery weere weyed, and my punyshment layed in the balaunces:
9 I am clene without eny fawte, I am innocent, & there is no wickednesse in me.
35 Yet darrest thou saye: I am giltlesse: Tush, his wrath can not come vpo me. Beholde, I wil reason with ye, because thou darrest saye: I haue not offended.
7 Oh no, let him not do so with me. But let hym geue me like power to go to lawe, then am I sure to wynne my matter.
28 Wherfore loke not only vpon me, but vpon youre selues: whether I lye, or no.
29 Turne into youre owne selues (I praye you) be indifferent iudges, and considre myne vngyltinesse:
30 whether there be eny vnrightuousnesse in my tonge, or vayne wordes in my mouth.
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 Why doest thou not forgeue me my synne? Wherfore takest thou not awaye my wickednesse? Beholde, now must I slepe in the dust: and yff thou sekest me tomorow in the mornynge, I shalbe gone.
17 he troubleth me so with the tempest, and woundeth me out of measure without a cause.
12 Therfore thus saieth ye LORDE: I am sory for thy hurte and woundes.
5 My woundes styncke & are corrupte, thorow my folishnesse.
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.
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.
8 Wilt thou disanulle my iudgment? Or, wilt thou condemne me, yt thou thy self mayest be made rightuous?
20 yf I will iustifie my self, myne owne mouth shall codemne me: yf I will put forth my self for a perfecte man, he shal proue me a wicked doer:
14 Wherfore didest thou kepe me, when I synned, and hast not clensed me fro myne offence?
15 Yf I do wickedly, wo is me therfore: Yf I be rightuous, yet darre I not lift vp my heade: so full am I of confucion, and se myne owne misery.
14 Wherfore do I beare my flesh in my teth, and my soule in myne hondes?
15 Lo, there is nether coforte ner hope for me, yf he wil slaye me. But yf I shewe and reproue myne owne wayes in his sight,
6 that thou makest soch inquisicion for my wickednesse, and searchest out my synne?
2 My sayenge is yet this daye in bytternes, and my hande heuy amonge my groninges.
2 As for yt I knowe it is so of a treuth, yt a man compared vnto God, can not be iustified.
5 But yf ye wil enhaunce yor selues agaynst me, & accuse me to be a wicked personne because of the shame that is come vpon me:
2 As truly as God lyueth (which hath taken awaye my power fro me) & the Allmightie, that hath vexed my mynde:
31 For so moch then as I haue begonne to talke of God, I wil not hyndre the.
32 Yf I haue gone amysse, enfourme me: yf I haue done wronge, I wil leaue of.
19 What is he, that will go to lawe with me? For yf I holde my tonge, I shal dye.
17 Howbeit there is no wickednesse in my hondes, and my prayer is clene.
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?
2 Thinkest thou it right that thou sayest: I am rightuous before God
6 let me be weyed in an eauen balaunce, that God maye se my innocency.
28 then am I afrayed of all my workes, for I knowe, thou fauourest not an euell doer.
29 Yf I be then a wicked one, why haue I laboured in vayne?
4 For the allmighty hath shott at me with his arowes, whose indignacion hath droncke vp my sprete, and ye terrible feares of God fight agaysnt me.
4 My flesh & my skynne hath he made olde, and my bones hath he brussed.
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.
3 O LORDE my God, yff I haue done eny soch thinge: yf there be eny vnrightuousnes in my hades:
4 Yff I haue rewarded euell vnto the yt dealt frendly wt me or hurte the yt wt out eny cause are myne enemies:
7 Now whe the LORDE had spoken these wordes vnto Iob, he sayde vnto Eliphas ye Themanite: I am displeased with the & thy two frendes, for ye haue not spoken the thinge yt is right before me, like as my seruaunt Iob hath done.
4 I sayde: LORDE be mercifull vnto me, heale my soule, for I haue synned agaynst the.