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Job - Chapter: 10


10:1	Yt anoieth my soule of my lijf; Y schal lete my speche ayens me, Y schal speke in the bitternesse of my soule.
10:2	Y schal seie to God, Nyle thou condempne me; schewe thou to me, whi thou demest me so.
10:3	Whether it semeth good to thee, if thou `falsli chalengist and oppressist me, the werk of thin hondis; and if thou helpist the counsel of wickid men?
10:4	Whethir fleischli iyen ben to thee, ethir, as a man seeth, also thou schalt se?
10:5	Whether thi daies ben as the daies of man, and `thi yeeris ben as mannus tymes;
10:6	that thou enquere my wickidnesse, and enserche my synne?
10:7	And wite, that Y haue do no `wickid thing; sithen no man is, that may delyuere fro thin hond?
10:8	Thin hondis han maad me, and han formed me al in cumpas; and thou castist me doun so sodeynli.
10:9	Y preye, haue thou mynde, that thou madist me as cley, and schalt brynge me ayen in to dust.
10:10	Whether thou hast not mylkid me as mylk, and hast cruddid me togidere as cheese?
10:11	Thou clothidist me with skyn and fleisch; thou hast ioyned me togidere with boonys and senewis.
10:12	Thou hast youe lijf and mercy to me, and thi visiting hath kept my spirit.
10:13	Thouy thou helist these thingis in thin herte, netheles Y woot, that thou hast mynde of alle thingis.
10:14	If Y dide synne, and thou sparidist me at an our; whi suffrist thou not me to be cleene of my wickidnesse?
10:15	And if Y was wickid, wo is to me; and if Y was iust, Y fillid with turment and wretchidnesse `schal not reise the heed.
10:16	And if Y reise `the heed for pride, thou schalt take me as a lionesse; and thou turnest ayen, and turmentist me wondirli.
10:17	Thou gaderist in store thi witnessis ayens me, and thou multipliest thin yre, `that is, veniaunce, ayens me; and peynes holden knyythod in me.
10:18	Whi hast thou led me out of the wombe? `And Y wolde, that Y were wastid, lest an iye `schulde se me.
10:19	That Y hadde be, as if Y were not, and `were translatid, ethir borun ouer, fro the wombe to the sepulcre.
10:20	Whether the fewnesse of my daies schal not be endid in schort? Therfor suffre thou me, that Y biweile `a litil my sorewe,
10:21	bifor that Y go, and turne not ayen, to the derk lond, and hilid with the derknesse of deth, to the lond of wrecchidnesse and of derknessis;
10:22	where is schadewe of deeth, and noon ordre, but euerlastynge hidousnesse dwellith.


10:1	My soule is cut off though I liue: I wil leaue my complaint vpon my selfe, and wil speake in the bitternesse of my soule.
10:2	I will say vnto God, Condemne mee not: shew me, wherefore thou contendest with mee.
10:3	Thinkest thou it good to oppresse me, and to cast off the labour of thine handes, and to fauour the counsel of the wicked?
10:4	Hast thou carnall eyes? or doest thou see as man seeth?
10:5	Are thy dayes as mans dayes? or thy yeres, as the time of man,
10:6	That thou inquirest of mine iniquitie, and searchest out my sinne?
10:7	Thou knowest that I can not do wickedly: for none can deliuer me out of thine hand.
10:8	Thine handes haue made me, and fashioned mee wholy rounde about, and wilt thou destroy me?
10:9	Remember, I pray thee, that thou hast made me as the clay, and wilt thou bring me into dust againe?
10:10	Hast thou not powred me out as milke? and turned me to cruds like cheese?
10:11	Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and ioyned me together with bones and sinewes.
10:12	Thou hast giuen me life, and grace: and thy visitation hath preserued my spirit.
10:13	Though thou hast hid these things in thine heart, yet I knowe that it is so with thee.
10:14	If I haue sinned, then thou wilt streightly looke vnto me, and wilt not holde mee giltlesse of mine iniquitie.
10:15	If 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.
10:16	But let it increase: hunt thou me as a lyon: returne and shew thy selfe marueilous vpon me.
10:17	Thou renuest thy plagues against me, and thou increasest thy wrath against me: changes and armies of sorowes are against me.
10:18	Wherfore then hast thou brought me out of the wombe? Oh that I had perished, and that none eye had seene me!
10:19	And that I were as I had not bene, but brought from the wombe to the graue!
10:20	Are not my dayes fewe? let him cease, and leaue off from me, that I may take a litle comfort,
10:21	Before I goe and shall not returne, euen to the land of darkenesse and shadow of death:
10:22	Into a land, I say, darke as darknes it selfe, and into the shadow of death, where is none order, but the light is there as darkenesse.


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