Job 6:14
like as yf one withdrewe a good dede from his frende, and forsoke the feare of God?
like as yf one withdrewe a good dede from his frende, and forsoke the feare of God?
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13 Am I able to helpe my self? Is not my strength gone fro me,
21 Haue pite vpon me, haue pite vpon me (o ye my frendes) for the hande of the LORDE hath touched me.
13 He hath put my brethren farre awaye fro me, and soch as were of myne acquauntaunce, are become straugers vnto me.
14 Myne owne kyn?folkes haue forsaken me, and my frendes haue put me out of remembraunce.
27 Ye fall vpon the fatherlesse, ad go aboute to ouerthrowe youre owne frende.
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.
20 My frendes laugh me to scorne, but myne eye poureth out teares vnto God.
21 Though a body might pleate wt God, as one man doth with another,
3 Therfore (my sonne) do this, discharge thy self, for thou art come i to yi neghbours daunger. Go thy waye then soone, & intreate thy neghboure:
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.
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.
7 As for the poore, he is hated amonge all his brethren: yee his owne frendes forsake him, & he that geueth credece vnto wordes, getteth nothinge.
4 As for shame, thou hast set it asyde, els woldest thou not make so many wordes before God:
15 The poore delyuereth he out of his straytnesse, and comforteth soch as be in necessite and trouble.
16 Turne the vnto me and haue mercy vpon me, for I am desolate and in misery.
17 Beholde, happie is the man, whom God punysheth: therfore, despyse not thou ye chastenynge of the Allmighty.
10 Thyne owne frende and thy fathers frende se thou forsake not, but go not in to thy brothers house in tyme of thy trouble. Better is a frende at hode, then a brother farre of.
15 Myne owne brethren passe ouer by me as the waterbroke, that hastely runneth thorow ye valleys.
11 Dost thou nomore regarde the comforte of God? but thy wicked wordes wil not suffre the.
20 The poore is hated euen of his owne neghbours, but the riche hath many frendes.
21 Who so despyseth his neghbor, doth amysse: but blessed is he that hath pyte of the poore.
17 He is a frende that allwaye loueth, and in aduersite a man shal knowe who is his brother.
18 Who so promiseth by the hande, & is suertie for another, he is a foole.
25 Dyd not I wepe in ye tyme of trouble? Had not my soule copassion vpo ye poore?
11 My louers & frendes stonde lokynge vpon my trouble, and my kynsmen are gone a farre of.
16 His delite was in cursynge, and therfore shall it happe vnto him: he loued not blessynge, and that shall be farre fro him.
24 A frende that delyteth in loue, doth a man more fredshipe, and sticketh faster vnto him then a brother.
6 Where is now thy feare of God, thy stedfastnesse, thy pacience, and the perfectnesse of thy life?
16 For in so moch as he is God, he maketh my herte soft: and seynge that he is Allmightie, he putteth me in feare.
10 Yf thou be ouersene & necliget in tyme of nede, the is thy stregth but small.
19 All soch as were my most familiers, abhorre me: and they whom I loued best, are turned agaynst me.
3 Thinkest thou it now well done, to open thine eyes vpon soch one, and to brynge me before the in iudgment?
31 He that doth a poore man wroge, blasphemeth his maker: but who so hath pitie of the poore, doth honoure vnto God.
12 But it is thou my companyon, my gyde and myne owne familier frede.
20 Thou knowest my reprofe, my shame & my dishonor: my aduersaries are all in thy sight.
9 Doth God heare him the sooner, whe he crieth vnto him in his necessite?
8 But yf they be layed in preson and cheynes, or bounde with the bondes of pouerte:
5 He promiseth his fredes parte of his good, but his owne childre spende it.
11 Let them be cofounded & perish, that are agaynst my soule: let the be couered with shame & dishonoure, that seke to do me euell.
9 Thou hast sent wyddowes awaye emptie and oppressed the poore fatherlesse.
14 This thou seist, for thou considrest the mysery and sorowe: The poore geueth himselff ouer in to thy hande, and committeth him vnto the, for thou art the helper of the frendlesse.
1 My sone, yf thou be suertie for yi neghboure, thou hast fastened thine hode wt another ma:
10 Therfore herke vnto me, ye yt haue vnderstondinge. Farre be it from God, that he shulde medle with wickednesse: and farre be it from the Allmightie, yt he shulde medle with vnrightuous dealynge:
13 He is God, whose wrath no man maye with stode: but the proudest of all must stoupe vnder him.
9 For myne enemies speake agaynst me, & they that laye wayte for my soule, take their councell together, sayenge: God hath forsake him, persecute him, take him, for there is none to helpe him.
5 Yff thou woldest now resorte vnto God by tymes, and make thine humble prayer to ye Allmightie:
11 For he sayeth in his herte: Tush, God hath forgotten, he hath turned awaye his face, so yt he will neuer se it.
16 When the poore desyred enythinge at me, haue I denyed it them? Haue I caused ye wyddowe stonde waytinge for me in vayne?
18 It is good for the to take holde of this, & not to let yt go out of thy hande. For he yt feareth God shal escape them all.