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Job - Chapter: 14


14:1	Man that is borne of woman, hath but a short tyme to lyue, and is full of miserye.
14:2	He commeth vp and is cutt downe lyke a floure. He flyeth as it were a shadowe, and neuer contynueth in one state.
14:3	Doest thou open thyne eyes vpon soche one, and bryngest me in thy iudgement?
14:4	Who can make cleane, that commeth of an vncleane thynge? Nobody.
14:5	The dayes of man surely are determyned, the nombre of his monethes are knowne onely vnto the. Thou hast appoynted hym hys boundes, whych he can not go beyonde.
14:6	God from hym, that he maye rest vntyll hys daye come: which he loketh for, lyke as an hyrelynge doth.
14:7	If a tre be cut downe, there is some hope yet, that it wyll sproute, and shute forth the braunches agayne.
14:8	For though the rote of it be waxen olde, and the stock therof be dead in the ground, yet when it
14:9	getteth the sent of water, it wyll budde, and brynge forth bowes, lyke as a tre that is planted.
14:10	But as for man, when he is dead, perisshed and consumed awaye, what becommeth of hym?
14:11	The floudes when they be dryed vp, and the ryuers when they be empty, are filled agayne thorowe the flowynge waters of the see:
14:12	but when man slepeth, he ryseth not agayne, (of hys awne strength) vntyll the heauen perysh: he shall not wake vp ner ryse out of hys slepe.
14:13	O that thou woldest kepe me, and hyde me in the hell, vntyll thy wrath were stylled: and to appoynte me a tyme, wherin thou myghtest remembre me.
14:14	Maye a dead man lyue agayne? All the dayes of my lyfe wyll I waite styll, tyll my chaungynge shall come.
14:15	Thou shalt call me, and I shall answere the: despyse not thou the worke of thyne awne handes.
14:16	For now thou nombrest all my goinges, yet be not thou to extreme vpon my synnes.
14:17	My iniquite is sealed vp, as it were in a bagg but be mercyfull vnto my wickednesse.
14:18	The mountaynes fall awaye at the last, the rockes are remoued out of theyr place,
14:19	the waters pearse thorowe the very stones by lytle and lytle, the floudes wasshe a waye the grauell and earth. And destroyest thou the hope of man?
14:20	Thou preuaylest styl agaynst him, so that he passeth awaye: thou chaungest hys estate, and puttest hym from the.
14:21	And whether hys chyldren come to worshyp or no, he cannot tell. And yf they be men of lowe degre, he knoweth not.
14:22	Whyle he lyueth, hys flesh must haue trauayle, and while the soule is in hym, he must be in sorowe.


14:1	A man is borun of a womman, and lyueth schort tyme, and is fillid with many wretchidnessis.
14:2	Which goith out, and is defoulid as a flour; and fleeth as schadewe, and dwellith neuere perfitli in the same staat.
14:3	And gessist thou it worthi to opene thin iyen on siche a man; and to brynge hym in to doom with thee?
14:4	Who may make a man clene conseyued of vnclene seed? Whether not thou, which art aloone?
14:5	The daies of man ben schorte, the noumbre of his monethis is at thee; thou hast set, ethir ordeyned, hise termes, whiche moun not be passid.
14:6	Therfor go thou awey fro hym a litil, `that is, bi withdrawyng of bodili lijf, that he haue reste; til the meede coueitid come, and his dai is as the dai of an hirid man.
14:7	A tree hath hope, if it is kit doun; and eft it wexith greene, and hise braunches spreden forth.
14:8	If the roote therof is eeld in the erthe, and the stok therof is nyy deed in dust;
14:9	it schal buriowne at the odour of watir, and it schal make heer, as whanne it was plauntid first.
14:10	But whanne a man is deed, and maad nakid, and wastid; Y preye, where is he?
14:11	As if watris goen awei fro the see, and a ryuer maad voide wexe drie,
14:12	so a man, whanne he hath slept, `that is, deed, he schal not rise ayen, til heuene be brokun, `that is, be maad newe; he schal not wake, nether he schal ryse togidere fro his sleep.
14:13	Who yiueth this to me, that thou defende me in helle, and that thou hide me, til thi greet veniaunce passe; and thou sette to me a tyme, in which thou haue mynde on me?
14:14	Gessist thou, whethir a deed man schal lyue ayen? In alle the daies, in whiche Y holde knyythod, now Y abide, til my chaungyng come.
14:15	Thou schalt clepe me, and Y schal answere thee; thou schalt dresse the riyt half, `that is, blis, to the werk of thin hondis.
14:16	Sotheli thou hast noumbrid my steppis; but spare thou my synnes.
14:17	Thou hast seelid as in a bagge my trespassis, but thou hast curid my wickidnesse.
14:18	An hil fallynge droppith doun; and a rooche of stoon is borun ouer fro his place.
14:19	Watris maken stoonys holowe, and the erthe is wastid litil and litil bi waischyng a wey of watir; and therfor thou schalt leese men in lijk maner.
14:20	Thou madist a man strong a litil, that he schulde passe with outen ende; thou schalt chaunge his face, and schalt sende hym out.
14:21	Whether hise sones ben noble, ether vnnoble, he schal not vndurstonde.
14:22	Netheles his fleisch, while he lyueth, schal haue sorewe, and his soule schal morne on hym silf.


14:1	Man that is borne of a woman, hath but a shorte tyme to lyue, and is full of dyuerse miseries.
14:2	He cometh vp, and falleth awaye like a floure. He flyeth as it were a shadowe, and neuer continueth in one state.
14:3	Thinkest thou it now well done, to open thine eyes vpon soch one, and to brynge me before the in iudgment?
14:4	Who can make it cleane, that commeth of an vncleane thinge? No body.
14:5	The dayes of man are shorte, ye nombre of his monethes are knowne only vnto the. Thou hast apoynted him his boundes, he can not go beyonde them.
14:6	Go from him, that he maye rest a litle: vntill his daye come, which he loketh for, like as an hyrelinge doth.
14:7	Yf a tre be cutt downe, there is some hope yet, that it will sproute and shute forth the braunches againe:
14:8	For though a rote be waxen olde and deed in the grounde, yet whe the stocke
14:9	getteth the sent of water, it will budde, and brynge forth bowes, like as when it was first planted.
14:10	But as for man, when he is deed, perished and consumed awaye, what becommeth of him?
14:11	The floudes when they be dryed vp, & the ryuers when they be emptie, are fylled agayne thorow the flowinge waters of the see:
14:12	but when man slepeth, he ryseth not agayne, vntill the heauen perish: he shal not wake vp ner ryse out of his slepe.
14:13	O that thou woldest kepe me, and hyde me in the hell, vntill thy wrath were stilled: & to appoynte me a tyme, wherin thou mightest remembre me.
14:14	Maye a deed man lyue agayne? All the dayes of this my pilgremage am I lokynge, when my chaunginge shal come.
14:15	Yf thou woldest but call me, I shulde obeie the: only despyse not the worke of thine owne hondes.
14:16	For thou hast nombred all my goynges, yet be not thou to extreme vpon my synnes.
14:17	Thou hast sealed vp myne offences, as it were in a bagg: but be mercifull vnto my wickednesse.
14:18	The mountaynes fall awaye at the last, the rockes are remoued out of their place,
14:19	the waters pearse thorow the very stones by litle and litle, the floudes wa?she awaye the grauell & earth: Euen so destroyest thou the hope of man in like maner.
14:20	Thou preuaylest agaynst him, so that he passeth awaye: thou chaungest his estate, and puttest him from the.
14:21	Whether his children come to worshipe or no, he can not tell: And yf they be men of lowe degre, he knoweth not.
14:22	Whyle he lyueth, his flesh must haue trauayle: and whyle the soule is in him, he must be in sorowe.

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