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Job - Chapter: 16


16:1	`A man, Joob bi name, was in the lond of Hus; and thilke man was symple, and riytful, and dredynge God, and goynge awey fro yuel.
16:2	And seuene sones and thre douytris weren borun to hym;
16:3	and his possessioun was seuene thousynde of scheep, and thre thousynde of camels, and fyue hundrid yockis of oxis, and fyue hundrid of femal assis, and ful myche meynee; and `thilke man was grete among alle men of the eest.
16:4	And hise sones yeden, and maden feestis bi housis, ech man in his day; and thei senten, and clepiden her thre sistris, `that thei schulden ete, and drynke wiyn with hem.
16:5	And whanne the daies of feeste hadden passid in to the world, Joob sente to hem, and halewide hem, and he roos eerli, and offride brent sacrifices `bi alle. For he seide, Lest perauenture my sones do synne, and curse God in her hertis. Joob dide so in alle daies.
16:6	Forsothe in sum day, whanne the sones of God `weren comun to be present bifor the Lord, also Sathan cam among hem.
16:7	To whom the Lord seide, Fro whennus comest thou? Which answeride, and seide, Y haue cumpassid the erthe, and Y haue walkid thorouy it.
16:8	And the Lord seide to hym, Whether thou hast biholde my seruaunt Joob, that noon in erthe is lyik hym; he is a symple man, and riytful, and dredynge God, and goynge awei fro yuel?
16:9	To whom Sathan answeride, Whether Joob dredith God veynli?
16:10	Whethir thou hast not cumpassid hym, and his hows, and al his catel bi cumpas? Thou hast blessid the werkis of hise hondis, and hise possessioun encreesside in erthe.
16:11	But stretche forth thin hond a litil, and touche thou alle thingis whiche he hath in possessioun; if he cursith not thee `in the face, `bileue not to me.
16:12	Therfor the Lord seide to Sathan, Lo! alle thingis, whiche he hath, ben in thin hond; oneli stretche thou not forth thin hond in to hym. And Sathan yede out fro the face of the Lord.
16:13	Sotheli whanne in sum dai `hise sones and douytris eeten, and drunken wiyn in the hows of her firste gendrid brothir,
16:14	a messanger cam to Job, `whiche messanger seide, Oxis eriden, and femal assis `weren lesewid bisidis tho;
16:15	and Sabeis felden yn, and token awey alle thingis, and `smytiden the children with swerd; and Y aloone ascapide for to telle to thee.
16:16	And whanne he spak yit, anothir cam, and seide, Fier of God cam doun fro heuene, and wastide scheep, and `children touchid; and Y aloone ascapide for to telle `to thee.
16:17	But yit the while he spak, also anothir cam, and seide, Caldeis maden thre cumpenyes, and assailiden the camels, and token tho awei, and thei smytiden `also the children with swerd; and Y aloone ascapide to telle to thee.
16:18	And yit he spak, and, lo! anothir entride, and seide, While thi sones and douytris eeten, and drunken wiyn in the hows of her firste gendrid brothir,
16:19	a greet wynde felde yn sudenli fro the coost of desert, and schook foure corneris of the hows, `which felde doun, and oppresside thi children, and thei ben deed; and Y aloone fledde to telle to thee.
16:20	Thanne Joob roos, and to-rente hise clothis, and `with pollid heed he felde doun on the erthe, and worschipide God,
16:21	and seide, Y yede nakid out of the wombe of my modir, Y schal turne ayen nakid thidur; the Lord yaf, the Lord took awei; as it pleside the Lord, so `it is doon; the name of the Lord be blessid.
16:22	In alle these thingis Joob synnede not in hise lippis, nether spak ony fonned thing ayens God.


16:1	Bvt Iob answered, and said,
16:2	I haue oft times heard such things: miserable comforters are ye all.
16:3	Shall there be none ende of wordes of winde? or what maketh thee bold so to answere?
16:4	I could also speake as yee doe: (but woulde God your soule were in my soules stead) I could keepe you company in speaking, and could shake mine head at you,
16:5	But I woulde strengthen you with my mouth, and the comfort of my lips should asswage your sorowe.
16:6	Though I speake, my sorow can not be asswaged: though I cease, what release haue I?
16:7	But now hee maketh mee wearie: O God, thou hast made all my congregation desolate,
16:8	And hast made me full of wrinkles which is a witnesse thereof, and my leannes ryseth vp in me, testifying the same in my face.
16:9	His wrath hath torne me, and hee hateth me, and gnasheth vpon mee with his teeth: mine enemie hath sharpened his eyes against me.
16:10	They haue opened their mouthes vpon me, and smitten me on the cheeke in reproch; they gather themselues together against me.
16:11	God hath deliuered me to the vniust, and hath made mee to turne out of the way by the hands of the wicked.
16:12	I was in welth, but he hath brought me to nought: he hath taken me by the necke, and beaten me, and set me as a marke for himselfe.
16:13	His archers compasse mee rounde about: he cutteth my reines, and doth not spare, and powreth my gall vpon the ground.
16:14	He hath broken me with one breaking vpon another, and runneth vpon me like a gyant.
16:15	I haue sowed a sackcloth vpon my skinne, and haue abased mine horne vnto the dust.
16:16	My face is withered with weeping, and the shadow of death is vpon mine eyes,
16:17	Though there be no wickednesse in mine hands, and my prayer be pure.
16:18	O earth, couer not thou my blood, and let my crying finde no place.
16:19	For lo, now my witnesse is in the heauen, and my record is on hie.
16:20	My friends speake eloquently against me: but mine eye powreth out teares vnto God.
16:21	Oh that a man might pleade with God, as man with his neighbour!
16:22	For the yeeres accounted come, and I shall go the way, whence I shall not returne.


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