Job 6:10
Then should I yet haue comfort, (though I burne with sorowe, let him not spare) because I haue not denyed the wordes of the Holy one.
Then should I yet haue comfort, (though I burne with sorowe, let him not spare) because I haue not denyed the wordes of the Holy one.
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8Oh that I might haue my desire, and that God would grant me the thing that I long for!
9That is, that God would destroy me: that he would let his hand go, and cut me off.
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,
11What power haue I that I should endure? or what is mine end, if I should prolong my life?
5But I woulde strengthen you with my mouth, and the comfort of my lips should asswage your sorowe.
6Though I speake, my sorow can not be asswaged: though I cease, what release haue I?
13Holde your tongues in my presence, that I may speake, and let come vpon what will.
14Wherefore doe I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my soule in mine hande?
15Loe, though he slay me, yet will I trust in him, and I will reprooue my wayes in his sight.
11Therefore I will not spare my mouth, but will speake in the trouble of my spirite, and muse in the bitternesse of my minde.
27If I say, I wil forget my complaynt, I will cease from my wrath, and comfort mee,
28Then I am afrayd of all my sorowes, knowing that thou wilt not iudge me innocent.
5I would knowe the wordes, that he would answere me, & would vnderstand what he would say vnto me.
6Would he plead against me with his great power? No, but he would put strength in me.
7There the righteous might reason with him, so I shoulde be deliuered for euer from my Iudge.
18I would haue comforted my selfe against sorowe, but mine heart is heauie in me.
1My soule is cut off though I liue: I wil leaue my complaint vpon my selfe, & wil speake in the bitternesse of my soule.
2I will say vnto God, Condemne mee not: shew me, wherefore thou contendest with mee.
19Who is he, that will pleade with me? for if I nowe holde my tongue, I dye.
4Doe I direct my talke to man? If it were so, how should not my spirit be troubled?
6Should I lye in my right? my wound of the arrowe is grieuous without my sinne.
13Is it not so, that there is in me no helpe? and that strength is taken from me?
14He that is in miserie, ought to be comforted of his neighbour: but men haue forsaken the feare of the Almightie.
34Let him take his rod away from me, and let not his feare astonish me:
35Then will I speake, & feare him not: but because I am not so, I holde me still.
1Bvt Iob answered, and said,
2Oh that my griefe were well weighed, and my miseries were layed together in the balance.
3For it woulde be nowe heauier then the sande of the sea: therefore my wordes are swallowed vp.
4For the arrowes of the Almightie are in me, the venime whereof doeth drinke vp my spirit, and the terrours of God fight against me.
3But I will speake to the Almightie, and I desire to dispute with God.
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.
23For Gods punishment was fearefull vnto me, & I could not be deliuered from his highnes.
5God forbid, that I should iustifie you: vntill I dye, I will neuer take away mine innocencie from my selfe.
6I will keepe my righteousnesse, and wil not forsake it: mine heart shall not reprooue me of my dayes.
15For though I were iust, yet could I not answere, but I would make supplicatio to my Iudge.
21Haue pitie vpon me: haue pitie vpon me, (O yee my friendes) for the hande of God hath touched me.
15If I haue done wickedly, wo vnto me: if I haue done righteously, I will not lift vp mine head, being full of confusion, because I see mine affliction.
16For God hath softened mine heart, & the Almightie hath troubled me.
17For I am not cut off in darknesse, but he hath hid the darkenesse from my face.
15What shall I say? for he hath said it to me, and he hath done it: I shall walke weakely all my yeeres in the bitternesse of my soule.
8But I would inquire at God, and turne my talke vnto God:
10Because it shut not vp the dores of my mothers wombe: nor hid sorowe from mine eyes.
27Whome I my selfe shall see, and mine eyes shall beholde, and none other for me, though my reynes are consumed within me.
19Wo is me for my destruction, and my grieuous plague: but I thought, Yet it is my sorow, and I will beare it.
3Would God yet I knew how to finde him, I would enter vnto his place.
16I abhorre it, I shall not liue alway: spare me then, for my dayes are but vanitie.
15I haue sowed a sackcloth vpon my skinne, and haue abased mine horne vnto the dust.
36Woulde not I take it vpon my shoulder, and binde it as a crowne vnto me?