Job 9:34
Let him take his rod awaye fro me, yee let him make me nomore afrayed of him,
Let him take his rod awaye fro me, yee let him make me nomore afrayed of him,
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35and then shal I answere him without eny feare. For as longe as I am in soch fearfulnesse, I can make no answere: And why?
19What is he, that will go to lawe with me? For yf I holde my tonge, I shal dye.
20Neuerthelesse graunte me ij. thinges, and then will I not hyde my self from the.
21Withdrawe thine honde fro me, & let not the fearfull drede of the make me afrayed.
22The let myne arme fall fro my shulder, & myne arme holes be broken from the ioyntes.
23For I haue euer feared ye vengeaunce & punyshmet of God, & knew very well, yt I was not able to beare his burthe.
31yet shuldest thou dyppe me in ye myre, & myne owne clothes shulde defyle me.
32For he yt I must geue answere vnto, and with whom I go to lawe, is not a man as I am.
33Nether is there eny dayes man to reproue both the partes, or to laye his hode betwixte vs.
7Therfore, thou nedest not be afrayed of me, nether nedest thou to feare, that my auctorite shal be to heuy for the.
34For yf I had feared eny greate multitude of people: Or yf I had bene dispysed of ye symple, Oh then shulde I haue bene afrayed. Thus haue I quyetly spent my lyfe, and not gone out at ye dore.
15This is ye cause, that I shrenke at his presence, so that when I considre him, I am afrayed of him.
16For in so moch as he is God, he maketh my herte soft: and seynge that he is Allmightie, he putteth me in feare.
17Thus can not I get out of darcknesse, the cloude hath so couered my face.
28then am I afrayed of all my workes, for I knowe, thou fauourest not an euell doer.
13Holde youre tonges now, and let me speake, for there is some thinge come in to my mynde.
14Wherfore do I beare my flesh in my teth, and my soule in myne hondes?
10I 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.
11O let not the fote of pryde ouertake me, O let not the hande of ye vngodly cast me downe.
9That he wolde begynne and smyte me: that he wolde let his honde go, & hew me downe.
10The 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.
14Soch feare and drede came vpo me, that all my bones shoke.
15And when the wynde passed ouer by me, the hayres of my flesh stode vp.
20Shall not my short life come soone to an ende? O holde the fro me, let me alone, that I maye ease myself a litle:
10There darre none be so bolde, as to rayse him vp. Who is able to stonde before me?
6Wil he pleate agaynst me with his greate power & strength, or wyll he leane him self vtterly vpon me?
7Oh 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.
11Shall he not make you afrayed, when he sheweth himself? Shal not his terrible feare fall vpo you?
5Or who will enforce me to kepe or make peace?
13He is God, whose wrath no man maye with stode: but the proudest of all must stoupe vnder him.
14How shulde I then answere him? or, what wordes shulde I fynde out agaynst him?
5And I sayde: O that I had wynges like a doue, that I might fle somwhere, and be at rest.
6For whe I pondre & considre this, I am afrayed, and my flesh is smytten with feare.
4As for shame, thou hast set it asyde, els woldest thou not make so many wordes before God:
33Vpon earth is there no power like vnto his, for he is so made, that he feareth not.
32Yf I haue gone amysse, enfourme me: yf I haue done wronge, I wil leaue of.
25For the thynge that I feared, is come vpon me: and the thynge that I was afrayed of, is happened vnto me.
14Neuerthelesse, seynge he hath not spoken vnto me, therfore will not I answere him as ye haue done
9Their houses are safe from all feare, for the rodd of God doth not smyte the.
1Pvt me not to rebuke (Oh LORDE) in thine anger: Oh chaste me not in thy heuy displeasure.
5but be couered with darcknesse, and the shadowe of death. Let the dymme cloude fall vpon it, and let it be lapped in with sorowe.
4Is he afrayed to reproue the, & to steppe forth wt the in to iudgment?
4For 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.
14The troublest thou me with dreames, ad makest me so afrayed thorow visions,
1I am the ma, that (thorow the rodd of his wrath) haue experiece of misery.
18He will not let my sprete be in rest, but fylleth me wt bytternesse.
9He hath spoyled me of myne honoure, & taken the crowne awaye fro my heade.
17Be not now terrible vnto me (o LORDE) for thou art he, in whom I hope, when I am in parell.
2and will saye vnto God: O do not condemne me, but shewe me the cause, wherfore thou iudgest me on this maner.
27Yf the wrath of the enemies were not gathered, lest their enemies shulde be proude, & might saie: Oure hande is hye, and: The LORDE hath not done all this.