Job 3:11
Why died I not in the birth? or why dyed I not, when I came out of the wombe?
Why died I not in the birth? or why dyed I not, when I came out of the wombe?
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12Why did the knees preuent me? and why did I sucke the breasts?
13For so shoulde I now haue lyen and bene quiet, I should haue slept then, and bene at rest,
18Wherfore then hast thou brought me out of the wombe? Oh that I had perished, and that none eye had seene me!
19And that I were as I had not bene, but brought from the wombe to the graue!
20Are not my dayes fewe? let him cease, and leaue off from me, that I may take a litle comfort,
9Let the starres of that twilight be dimme through darkenesse of it: let it looke for light, but haue none: neither let it see the dawning of the day,
10Because it shut not vp the dores of my mothers wombe: nor hid sorowe from mine eyes.
17Because he hath not slaine me, euen from the wombe, or that my mother might haue bene my graue, or her wobe a perpetual conception.
18How is it, that I came forth of the wombe, to see labour and sorowe, that my dayes shoulde be consumed with shame?
16Or why was I not hid, as an vntimely birth, either as infants, which haue not seene the light?
2And Iob cryed out, and sayd,
3Let the day perish, wherein I was borne, and the night when it was sayde, There is a man childe conceiued.
14Cursed be the day wherein I was borne: and let not the day wherein my mother bare me, be blessed.
14What then shal I do when God standeth vp? & when he shal visit me, what shal I answere?
15He that hath made me in the wombe, hath he not made him? hath not he alone facioned vs in the wombe?
16If I restrained the poore of their desire, or haue caused the eyes of the widow to faile,
9But thou didest draw me out of ye wombe: thou gauest me hope, euen at my mothers breasts.
10I was cast vpon thee, euen from ye wombe: thou art my God from my mothers belly.
6Vpon thee haue I beene stayed from the wombe: thou art he that tooke me out of my mothers bowels: my praise shalbe alwaies of thee.
15Therefore my soule chuseth rather to be strangled and to die, then to be in my bones.
16I abhorre it, I shall not liue alway: spare me then, for my dayes are but vanitie.
13Oh that thou wouldest hide me in the graue, and keepe me secret, vntill thy wrath were past, and wouldest giue me terme, and remember me.
5Beholde, I was borne in iniquitie, and in sinne hath my mother conceiued me.
11Therefore I will not spare my mouth, but will speake in the trouble of my spirite, and muse in the bitternesse of my minde.
12Am I a sea or a whalefish, that thou keepest me in warde?
21And when I rose in the morning to giue my sonne sucke, beholde, he was dead: and when I had wel considered him in the morning, beholde, it was not my sonne, whom I had borne.
1My breath is corrupt: my dayes are cut off, & the graue is readie for me.
10I saide in the cutting off of my dayes, I shall goe to the gates of the graue: I am depriued of the residue of my yeeres.
11I said, I shall not see the Lord, euen the Lord in the land of the liuing: I shall see man no more among the inhabitants of the world.
21And sayd, Naked came I out of my mothers wombe, and naked shall I returne thither: the Lord hath giuen, and the Lord hath taken it: blessed be the Name of the Lord.
3When the snares of death copassed me, and the griefes of the graue caught me: when I founde trouble and sorowe.
15My bones are not hid from thee, though I was made in a secret place, and facioned beneath in the earth.
3Therefore nowe O Lorde, take, I beseech thee, my life from me: for it is better for me to die then to liue.
13For thou hast possessed my reines: thou hast couered me in my mothers wombe.
21And why doest thou not pardon my trespasse? and take away mine iniquitie? for nowe shall I sleepe in the dust, and if thou seekest me in the morning, I shall not be found.
1Man that is borne of woman, is of short continuance, and full of trouble.
11What power haue I that I should endure? or what is mine end, if I should prolong my life?
14Wherefore doe I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my soule in mine hande?
5None eye pitied thee to do any of these vnto thee, for to haue compassion vpon thee, but thou wast cast out in the open fielde to the contempt of thy person in ye day that thou wast borne.
18(For from my youth hee hath growen vp with me as with a father, and from my mothers wombe I haue bene a guide vnto her)
3If a man beget an hundreth children and liue many yeeres, and the dayes of his yeeres be multiplied, & his soule be not satisfied with good things, and he be not buried, I say that an vntimely fruite is better then he.
23Why is the light giuen to the man whose way is hid, and whom God hath hedged in?
15Where is then now mine hope? or who shal consider the thing, that I hoped for?
12Let her not, I pray thee, be as one dead, of whome the flesh is halfe consumed, when he commeth out of his mothers wombe.
22And he sayde, While the childe was yet aliue, I fasted, and wept: for I sayde, Who can tell whether God will haue mercy on me, that the childe may liue?
19And this womans sonne died in the night: for she ouerlay him.
8Or who hath shut vp the Sea with doores, when it yssued and came foorth as out of the wombe:
47Remember of what time I am: wherefore shouldest thou create in vaine all the children of men?
29If I be wicked, why labour I thus in vaine?