Job 21:4 Cross References - Bishops

⁴ Is it for mans sake that I make this disputation? Which if it were so, shoulde not my spirite then be in sore trouble

⁹ And Moyses tolde the children of Israel euen so: but they hearkened not vnto Moyses for anguishe of spirite and for cruell bondage

¹⁶ Count not thine handmayde for a wicked woman: for out of the aboundaunce of my heauynesse & griefe, haue I spoken hytherto

²⁶ And as the king of Israel was goyng vpon the wal, there cryed a woman vnto him, saying: Help me my lord O king ²⁷ He sayde: If the Lorde do not succour thee, wherwith can I helpe thee? with the barne, or with the wine presse

¹¹ For what powre haue I to endure? And what is myne end, that my soule might be patient

¹¹ Therfore I wil not spare my mouth, but I will speake in the trouble of my spirite, and muse in the bitternesse of my mynde ¹² Am I a sea or a whale fish, that thou kepest me [so] in prison ¹³ When I say, My bed shal comfort me, I shall haue some refreshing by talking to my selfe vpon my couch ¹⁴ Then fearest thou me with dreames, & makest me so afrayde through visions ¹⁵ That my soule wisheth rather to perishe and die, then my bones to remayne ¹⁶ I can see no remedy, I shall liue no more: O spare me then, for my dayes are but vanitie ¹⁷ What is man that thou doest magnifie him? and that thou settest thy heart vpon him ¹⁸ Thou visitest him early and euery day, euery moment doest thou trie him ¹⁹ Why goest thou not fro me, nor lettest me alone, so long till I may swalowe downe my spyttle ²⁰ I haue offended, what shall I do vnto the, O thou preseruer of men? Why hast thou set me [as a marke] against thee, so that I am a burden to my selfe ²¹ Why doest thou not pardon my trespasses, and take away myne iniquitie? Behold, nowe must I sleepe in the dust, and if thou sekest me to morowe in the morning, I shal not be

¹ My soule is cut of though I lyue, I wil powre out my coplaynte against my selfe, and will speake out of the very heauinesse of my soule ² I will say vnto God: O do not condempne me, but shewe me wherefore thou contendest so with me

¹ My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? [why] art thou so farre from my health, and from the wordes of my complaynt ² O my God I crye all the day tyme, and in the night season, and I ceasse not: but thou hearest not ³ And yet thou most holy: sittest to receaue the prayers of Israel

¹¹ Why art thou so discouraged O my soule, & why art thou so vnquiet within me? attende thou vpon the Lorde, for I wil yet acknowledge him to be only my present saluation, and my Lorde

³ I called to remembraunce God, and I was disquieted: I conferred with my selfe, and my spirite was wrapped in pensiuenesse. Selah ⁴ Thou dydst kepe the watche of mine eies: I was amased & coulde not speake ⁵ I dyd thynke vpon the dayes past: and on the yeres of the olde worlde ⁶ I called to remembraunce my psalme, song on the musicall instrument in the nyght tyme: I communed with myne owne heart, & searched out my spirites ⁷ What, wyll the Lorde forsake me for euer? wyll he be no more intreated to be fauourable ⁸ Is his mercie cleane gone for euer? and is his promise made from one generation to another, come vtterly to an ende ⁹ Hath God forgotten to be gratious? and will he shut vp his louing kindnesse in displeasure? Selah

¹ Heare my prayer O God: and let my crying come in vnto thee

² I powred out before his face my cogitations: and I made a declaration of my trouble before his face ³ When my spirite was ouerwhelmed within me, thou knewest my path: in the way wherein I walked they haue priuily layde a snare for me

³⁸ Then sayde Iesus vnto them: My soule is heauy, euen vnto the death, tary ye here, and watche with me