Job 4

Matthew^{(i) 1} Then answered Eliphas the Themanyte and said vnto him: ² Yf we beginne to commen with the peraduenture thou wilt be dyscontent, but who can withhold him selfe from speakinge? ³ Behold, thou hast bene a teacher of manye, and hast comforted the wery handes. ⁴ Thy wordes haue set vp those that were fallen, thou haste refreshed the weake knees. ⁵ But nowe that the plage is come vpon the thou shrenkest awaye: now that it hath touched thy self, thou arte faynt harted. ⁶ Is not this thy feare, thy stedfastnesse, thy pacience, and the perfectnesse of thy wayes? ⁷ Consydre (I praye the) whoeuer peryshed beynge an innocent? Or, when were the godly destroied? ⁸ As I haue sene them that plowe vanity and sowe malicie reape the same. ⁹ With the blast of God dyd they perysh, & with the breth of his anger consumed they awaye. ¹⁰ The roarynge of the lyon, the voyce of the lyonesse, and the teeth of the lyons whelpes are broken ¹¹ The lyon perissheth, for lacke of praye & the lyons whelpes are scatered abrode. ¹² And vnto me was the worde hydde, and myne eare hathe receyued a lytell therof. ¹³ In the phantasyes and thoughtes of the vysyons of the nyght, when slepe cometh on men: ¹⁴ feare came vpon me and drede & made my bones to shake. ¹⁵ And when the wynd passed by before my presence it made the heares of my flesshe stande vp. ¹⁶ He stode there and I knew not his face, an ymage there was before me & there was stylnes, so that I heard thys voyce. ¹⁷ Shall man be moare iust then God? Or shall man be purer then his maker? ¹⁸ Behold there is no trust to his seruauntes, and in his aungelles hath he founde frowardnes. ¹⁹ How moche moare in them that dwell in houses of claye whose foundacion is but earth, which shalbe consumed by the Moth. ²⁰ They shalbe smytten from the mornynge vnto the euenyng yee they shall perysh euerlastynglye, and no man thincke theron. ²¹ Is not their dignitie taken awaye with them, they shall dye and not in wysdome.