Job 7:15-21

Matthew(i) 15 that my soule wyssheth rather to be strangled, and my bones to be deed. 16 I can se no remedy, I shall loue nomore: O spare me then, for my dayes are but vayne 17 What is man, that thou hast hym in soch reputacyon, and settest somoch by hym? 18 Thou takest diligent care for hym, & sodenly doest thou trye hym. 19 Why goest thou not from me, ner lettest me alone, so longe tyll I swalowe doune my spetle? 20 I haue offended, what shall I do vnto the, O thou preseruer of men? Why hast thou made me to stande in thy way, and am so heuy a burden vnto my selfe? 21 Why doest thou not forgeue me my synne? Wherfore takeste thou not awaye my wyckednesse. Beholde, now must I slepe in the dust: & yf thou sekest me to morow in the morning, I shalbe gone.