Job 3 Cross References - Matthew

¹ After thys opened Iob hys mouth, and, cursed his day ² and sayde: ³ loste be that daye, wherin I was borne: and the nyght, in that which it was sayde: there is a man chylde conceyued. ⁴ The same daye be turned to darcknesse, & not regarded of God from aboue, nether be shyned vpon with lyght: ⁵ but be couered with darcknesse, & the shadowe of death. Let the dymme cloude fall vpon it, & let it be lapped in with sorow. ⁶ Let the darck storme ouercome that nyght, let it not be reckened amonge the dayes of the yeare, ner counted in the monethes. ⁷ Despysed be that night, & discommended: let them that curse the daye, ⁸ euen those that be ready to rayse vp mourninge geue it also theyr cursse. ⁹ Let the starres be dymme thorow darcknesse of it. Let it loke for lyght, but let it se none, nether the rysyng vp of the fayre mornynge, ¹⁰ because it shut not vp the wombe that bare me, ner hyd these sorowes from myne eyes. ¹¹ Alas, why dyed I not in the byrth? Why dyd not I perysh, as sone as I came oute of my mothers wombe? ¹² Why set they me vpon their knees? Why gaue they me suck wyth their brestes? ¹³ Then shulde I now haue lyen styll, I shulde haue slepte, & bene at rest: ¹⁴ like as the kynges & lordes of the erth, which buyld them selues specyall places: ¹⁵ As the prynces that haue greate substaunce of gould, & theyr houses full of syluer. ¹⁶ O that I vtterlye had no beynge, or were as a thynge borne out of tyme (that is put asyde) ether as yonge chyldren, which neuer sawe the light. ¹⁷ There must the wycked ceasse from their tyranny, there soch as are ouerlaboured be at rest: ¹⁸ there are those let out fre, whych haue bene in preson, so that they heare nomore the voyce of the oppressour: ¹⁹ There are small and greate: the bonde man, and he that is fre from his mayster. ²⁰ Wherfore is the lyght geuen to hym that is in miserye? and lyfe vnto them, that haue heuy hertes? ²¹ Whyche longe for death, yf it come not: and search for it more then for treasure ²² which also would be exceding glad, & reioyce yf they found their graue. ²³ That should be ioye to the man whose way is hyd, which God kepeth backe from him. ²⁴ For my sighes come before I eate, and my roarynges fall oute lyke flowynge water. ²⁵ For the thynge that I feared, is come vpon me: and the thing that I was afraied of, is happened vnto me? ²⁶ Was I not happye? Had I not quyetnesse? Was I not in rest? And now commeth such misery vpon me.

¹¹ But laye thyne hande vpon him a lytle, touche ones all that he hath, and (I holde) he shall curse the to thy face.

²² In all these thynges dyd Iob not offende, ner murmured folyshye agaynst God.

⁵ But laye thyne hande vpon him, touche hym ones vpon the bone and fleshe, and (I holde) he shall curse the to thy face.

⁹ Then sayd his wyfe vnto him: Doest thou contynue in thy perfectnes? curse God, and dye. ¹⁰ But Iob sayde vnto her: Thou speakest lyke a folysh woman. Seynge we haue receyued prosperite at the hand of God, wherfore shuld we not be content with aduersyte also? In all these thynges, dyd not Iob synne with his lyppes.

³ loste be that daye, wherin I was borne: and the nyght, in that which it was sayde: there is a man chylde conceyued.

¹⁶ Therfore hath Iob opened hys mouthe but in vayne, and folyshlye hathe he made so many wordes.

² I helde my tonge, I was domme, I kept sylence, yea euen from good wordes, but it was payne and grefe to me. ³ My hert was hote within me, and whyle I was thus musyng, the fyre kindled: so that I spake wyth my tong.

³³ Because they prouoked his spirite, and he told them plainly with his lippes.

¹⁴ Cursed be the daye, wher in I was borne: vnhappye be the daye, wherin my mother brought me forth. ¹⁵ Cursed be the man, that brought my father the tydinges, to make hym glad, saying: thou hast gotten a sonne.

¹⁴ Then answered the fyue men that wente to spye oute the countreye of Lais, and sayd vnto their brethren: wot ye not that there is in these houses an Ephod and Images, and a grauen Image of metall? Nowe therfore consydre what ye haue to do.

¹⁸ Wherfore hast thou broughte me oute of my mothers wombe? O that I had peryshed, and that no eye had sene me. ¹⁹ Yf they had caryed me to my graue, as sone as I was borne, then shoulde I be nowe, as though I had neuer bene.

¹⁰ O mother, alas that euer thou dydest beate me, an enemye and hated of the whose lande: Though I neuer lente ner receyued vpon vsury, yet all men speake euell vpon me.

¹⁴ Cursed be the daye, wher in I was borne: vnhappye be the daye, wherin my mother brought me forth. ¹⁵ Cursed be the man, that brought my father the tydinges, to make hym glad, saying: thou hast gotten a sonne. ¹⁶ Lett it happen vnto that man, as to the cyties whiche the Lorde turned vp syde downe (when he had hearde longe the wicked rumoure of them) ¹⁷ because he slewe me not, as sone as I came out of my mothers wombe, & because my mother was not my graue her selfe, that the byrth mighte not haue come out, but remayned styl in her. ¹⁸ Wherfore came I forth of my mother wombe? To haue experience of all laboure & sorow? & to leade my lyfe wyth shame?

²² And Moyses stretched forth hys hand vnto heauen, & ther was a thycke darckenes vpon al the land of Egipt .iij. dayes long, ²³ so that no man sawe another neither rose vp from the place wher he was by the space of .iij. dayes, but al the chyldren of Israel had light wher they dwelled.

¹² and a Land whyche the Lord thy God careth for. The eyes of the lord thy God are alwayes vpon it, from the beginnyng of the yere vnto the latter end of the yere.

² a darcke daye, a gloomynge daye, a cloudye daye, yea & a stormy daye, lyke as the mornynge spredeth oute vpon the hylles: Namely, a great and myghtye people; suche as haue not bene sence the begynnynge, neither shal be after them for euer more.

¹⁸ Wo be vnto them that desyre the daye of the Lorde, Wherfore wold ye haue it? As for the daye of the Lorde, it shal be darcke and not cleare:

⁴⁵ From the syxte houre was there darcknes ouer all the lande vnto the ninthe houre.

²⁰ When at the laste nether sunne nor starre in manye dayes appeared, and no smal tempest laye vpon vs, all hope that we shoulde be saued, was then taken awaye.

¹⁰ And the fyfte angel poured out his vial vpon the seate of the beast, & his kingdome waxed darcke, & they gnew their tounges for sorowe,

¹¹ ye came and stode also vnder the hyll, and the hyll burnte with fyre euen vnto the mydes of heauen, and there was darckenes cloudes and myste.

²¹ afore I go thether, from whence I shall not turne agayne. Namely, to that lande of darcknesse & shadowe of death: ²² ye into that darck clowdy lande & deadly shadow, where as is no ordre, but terrible feare as in the darcknesse.

¹⁶ My face is swollen with wepyng, & myne eyes are waxen dymne.

¹⁷ For as sone as the daye breaketh, the shadow of death commeth vpon them, & they go in horrible darcknesse.

³ The darkenes shal ones come to an ende, he can seke out the grounde of all thynges: the stones, the darcke, & the horrible shadowe.

¹⁷ Haue the gates of death ben opened vnto the, or haste thou sene the dore of euerlasting treasure?

⁴ Though I should walke now in the valley of the shadow of death, yet I feare not euel for thou arte with me: thy staffe & thy shepehoke comforte me.

¹⁹ For thou hast smitten vs in the place of dragones, and couered vs with the shadow of death.

¹⁰ Such as sat in darkenesse and in the shadow of death, beyng fast bounde in mysery and yron.

¹⁴ He brought them out of darkenesse & oute of the shadow of death, & brake their bondes in sonder.

² Neuertheles the people that haue dwelt in darcknesse, shall se a greate lyght. As for them that dwell in the lande of the shadowe of death, vpon them shall the lyght shyne.

⁶ They thought not in their hertes: Where haue we left the Lorde, that broughte vs oute of the lande of Egipte, that led vs thorowe the wildernesse, thorow a desert and roughe lande, thorow a drye and deadly land yea a lande that no man had gone thorowe, and wherin noman had dwelt.

²⁸ And therfore let the earth mourne and let the heauen be sory aboue: for the thing that I haue purposed and taken vpon me to do, shall not repente me, and I wil not go from it.

¹⁶ Honoure the Lorde youre God herein, or he take hys lyght from you, and or euer youre fete stomble in darcknesse at the hylle lest when ye loke for the lyght, he turne it into the shadowe and darcknesse of death.

³ for the daye is here, the daye of the Lorde is come: the darck daye of the Heathen, the houre is at hande,

¹² Lyke as a shepherde amonge the flocke seketh after the shepe that are scatered abroade, euen so wyll I seke after my shepe, & gather them together oute of all places, wher they haue bene scatred in the cloudy & darcke daye.

⁸ The Lorde maketh the seuen starres and the Dryons, he turneth the nighte into daye, and of the daye he maketh darcknesse. He calleth the waters of the sea, and poureth them oute vpon the playne grounde: the Lorde is hys name:

¹⁰ Youre hye feastes wyll I turne to sorowe, and youre songes to mournynge: I wyll bringe sack cloth vpon al backes, and baldnes vpon euery head: yee soch a mournynge wyll I sende them, as is made vpon an only begotten sonne, and they shall haue a miserable ende.

¹⁶ the people which sate in darkenes, sawe great light, & to them which sate in the regyon and shadowe of death, light is begonne to shine.

⁷⁹ To geue lyght to them that sate in darcknes & in shadowe of death, and to guyde oure fete into the waye of peace.

¹⁸ For ye are not come vnto the mounte that can be touched, and vnto burnynge fyre, nor yet to mist and darkenes, and tempest of wether,

²⁰ It shall neuer be more inhabyted, neyther shal there be any more dwellynge there from generacion to generacyon. The Arabians shall make no more tentes there, neyther shall the shepardes make their foldes ther any more: ²¹ but wild beastes shal lye there, & the houses shalbe full of greate Oules. Estriches shall dwel there, and Apes shall daunse there: ²² the lytle Oules shal crye in the palaces, one after another, and Dragons shalbe in the plesaunt parlours. And as for Babilons tyme it is at hande, & her dayes maye not be longe absent.

⁸ The myrth of tabrettes shalbe layde doune, the chere of the ioyfull shall cease & the pleasure of lutes shal haue an ende

³⁴ And as for the voyce of myrth and gladnesse of the cytyes of Iuda, and Ierusalem the voyce of the brydegrome & of the bryde: I wil make them ceasse, for the lande shall be desolate.

²² And the voice of harpers, & musicions, and of pipers, & trompeters, shalbe hearde no more in the, and no craftes man, of whatsoeuer crafte he be, shalbe founde any more in the, & the sound of a myl, shalbe hard no more in the, ²³ and the voice of the brydegrome and of the bryde, shalbe hard no more in the, for thy marchauntes were the greate men of the earth. And wt thyne inchauntment were deceiued al nacions,

²⁵ And Ieremiah lamented Iosiah, and all syngynge men and singing wemen speake of Iosiah to this day, & made it an ordinaunce in Israell: and they be written in lamentacions.

¹ Darrest thou drawe out Leuyathan wt an angle, or bynde hys tonge with a snare?

¹⁰ there darre none be so bolde as to rayse hym vp. Who is able to stande before me?

²⁵ When he goeth, the myghtiest of al are afrayed, & the waues heauy.

¹⁷ Moreouer, thus sayeth the Lorde of Hostes: loke that ye call for mournynge wyues, and send for wyse wemen: that they come shortly, ¹⁸ & synge a mournyng song of you: that the teares maye fall oute of oure eyes, and that oure eye lyddes maye gusshe oute of water.

¹⁶ If no (sayeth the Lorde God, the God of hostes) there shal be mournynge in all stretes, yea they shal say in euerye strete: alas, alas. They shal cal the husband man to lamentacyon, and suche as can mourne to mournynge.

¹⁷ and saye we haue pyped vnto you, & ye haue not daunced? We haue morned vnto you, and ye haue not sorowed.

³⁸ And he came vnto the house of the ruler of the Synagoge, and sawe the wondringe, & them that wepte and wayled greatly,

²⁶ Yet neuerthelesse where as I loked for good, euyl happened vnto me: and where as I wayted for lyghte, there came darkenesse.

¹⁸ His nesynge is lyke a glysteryng fyre, & his eyes lyke the morning shyne.

¹⁵ We loked for peace, and we fare not the better, we wayted for the tyme of health, and lo, here is nothynge but trouble.

¹⁸ For the lord had closed to, all the matryces of the house of Abimelech, because of Sara Abrahams wyfe.

³¹ When the Lord sawe that Lea was despised he made hyr fruitful: but Rahel was baren.

⁵ But vnto Hannah he gaue a porcion with a heuye chere, for he loued her, neuerthelesse the Lorde had made her barren.

² O that my mysery were weyed, and my punishmente layed in the balaunces: ³ for then should it be heuyer, then the sande of the sea. This is the cause, that my words are so soroufull.

¹ it greueth my soule to lyue. Neuerthelesse, nowe wyll I put forth my wordes: I will speake out of the very heuinesse of my soule,

² My sayinge is yet this day in bitternes & my hande heauy among my groninges.

³ If a man begette an hundred chyldren, and lyue manye yeares, so that his dayes are many in number, and yet cannot enioy his good neyther be buried: as for him I saye, that an vntymely byrth is better then he. ⁴ For he commeth to naughte, and goeth hys waye into darckenes, and his name is forgotten. ⁵ More ouer, he seith not the Sunne, and knoweth of no rest neyther here ner there:

¹⁰ Pvt awaye displeasure oute of thine hert, & remoue euel from thy body: for childhode & youth is but vanitie.

¹⁷ because he slewe me not, as sone as I came out of my mothers wombe, & because my mother was not my graue her selfe, that the byrth mighte not haue come out, but remayned styl in her.

⁹ But thou art he that toke me out of my mothers wombe: thou waste my hope, when I hanged yet vpon my mothers brestes. ¹⁰ I haue bene left vnto the euer sence I was borne, thou art my God, euen fro my mothers wombe.

⁸ Let them consume away lyke a snaile, and lyke the vntymely frute of a woman, and let them not se the sunne.

⁶ I haue leaned vpon the euer sence I was borne, thou art he that toke me out of my mothers wombe therfore is my prayse all waye of the.

¹³ For my reynes are thyne, thou hast couered me in my mothers wombe. ¹⁴ I will geue thankes vnto the, for I am wonderously made: maruelous are thy workes, & that my soule knoweth right well. ¹⁵ My bones are not hyd from the, though I be made secretly, and fashyoned beneth in the earth. ¹⁶ Thyne eyes se myne vnperfectnesse, they stande all written in thy boke: my dayes were fashyoned, when as yet there was not one of them.

³ Herken vnto me, O house of Iacob, & all ye that remayne yet of the housholde of Israel: whom I haue borne from youre mothers wombe, & brought you vp from your birth, tyll ye weere growen:

¹⁴ O Lorde thou shalt geue them: what shalte thou geue them? geue them an vnfrutefull wombe and drye brestes.

³ Then she said: here is my maid Bylha: go in vnto hyr, that she maye beare vpon my lappe, that I may be encreased by hyr.

²³ And Ioseph sawe Ephraims chyldren, euen vnto the thyrde generacion. And vnto Machir the sonne of Manasses were chyldren borne, and sat on Iosephes knees.

¹² For thus sayeth the Lorde: Beholde, I wyll let peace into her, lyke a water floude, and the myght of the Heathen lyke a flowinge streame. Then shall ye sucke, ye shalbe borne vpon her sides and be ioyfull vpon her knees.

⁴ In the daye of thy byrthe, when thou waste borne, the strynge of thy nauel was not cut of: thou wast not bathed in water to make the cleane: Thou wast neyther robbed with salt, nor swedled in cloutes: ⁵ No man regarded the so muche, as to do any of these thinges for the or to shewe the suche fauoure, but thou waste vtterlye cast oute vpon the felde, yea despised wast thou in the daye of thy byrthe.

⁸ therof, ye & that none other mans eye shall se me eny more. For yf thou fasten thyne eyes vpon me, I come to naught lyke ⁹ as a cloude is consumed & vanisshed a waye euen so he that goeth downe to hell, commeth nomore vp, ¹⁰ ner turneth agayne into hys house, nether shall hys place knowe him eny more.

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.

²² ye into that darck clowdy lande & deadly shadow, where as is no ordre, but terrible feare as in the darcknesse.

¹⁰ But as for man, when he is deed, perysshed and consumed awaye, what becommeth of hym? ¹¹ The floudes when they be dryed vp, and the ryuers when they be emptie, are fylled agayne thorowe the flowynge waters of the sea: ¹² but when man slepeth, he ryseth not agayne, vntyll the heauen perish: he shall not wake vp ner ryse out of his slepe.

¹³ Though I tary neuer so moch, yet the graue is my house, & I must make my bed in the darcke.

²⁷ Ye I my selfe shal beholde hym, not wyth other but wyth these same eyes. My reynes are consumed within me,

¹³ They spent their dayes in welthinesse: but sodenlye they go doune to hel.

²³ One dyeth now, when he is myghtye & at his best, riche, & in prosperite:

¹⁰ Whatsoeuer thou takest in hande to do, that do wyth all thy power: for among the dead, wher as thou goest vnto, ther is nether worcke, councel, knowledge ner wysdome.

¹⁰ And so Dauid rested with his fathers, & was buryed in the cytye of Dauid.

⁴³ And then he laid him to rest with hys fathers, and was buryed in the cytye of Dauid hys father, and Rehoboam hys sonne raygned in hys steade.

¹⁷ He caryeth awaye the wyse men, as it were a spoyle, and bringeth the iudges out of their wyttes.

²⁸ Therfore shall hys dwellynge be in desolate cytyes, and in houses which no man inhabiteth, but are become heapes of stones.

²³ Sure I am, that thou wilt delyuer me vnto death: where as a lodgynge is prepared for all men lyuinge.

⁶ They that put their trust in their good, & boast theym selfes in the multitude of theyr ryches. ⁷ No man may deliuer his brother, nor make agrement vnto hym for God. ⁸ For it costeth more to redeme their soules so that he must let that alone for euer. ⁹ Yea, though he liue longe, and se not the graue. ¹⁰ For it shalbe sene, that such wyse men shal dye and perysh together, as wel as the ignoraunt and folysh, and leue their goodes for other.

¹⁴ They lye in the hell like shepe, death shall gnawe vpon theim, and the righteous shall haue dominacion of theim in the mornynge by tymes: their strength shall consume, and hell shalbe their dwellynge.

⁴⁸ What man is he that lyueth, and shall not se death? Maye a man deliuer his owne soule from the hande of hell? Selah.

⁸ Nether is there any man that hath power ouer the spirite, to kepe styll the spirite, ner to haue any power in the tyme of death: it is not he also that can make an ende of the battail, nether maye vngodlynes delyuer him that medleth with al.

⁸ Wo be vnto you that ioyne one house to another, & bring one land so nyghe vnto another, tyll ye can get no more grounde. Wyll ye dwel vpon the earth alone?

¹⁰ that they may all (one after another) synge & speake vnto the. Art thou wounded also as we? art thou become lyke vnto vs? ¹¹ Thy pompe and thy pryde is gone doune to hell. Mothes shalbe layde vnder the, and wormes shalbe thy coueringe. ¹² How art thou fallen from heauen (O Lucifer) thou faire mornyng childe? hast thou gotten a fal euen to the ground, thou that (not withstanding) diddest subdue the people. ¹³ And yet thou thoughtest in thyne herte: I wyll climme vp into heauen, and make my seate aboue the starres of God, I wyl syt vpon the glorious mounte toward the North, ¹⁴ I wyll climme vp aboue the cloudes, and wylbe like the hyghest of all. ¹⁵ Yet darre I saye, that thou shalt be brought doune to the depe of hel. ¹⁶ They that se the, shal narowly loke vpon the, and thinke in them selues, sayenge: Is thys the man, that brought all landes in feare, and made the kyngedomes afrayde.

¹² Then the places that haue euer bene waste, shalbe buylded of the: there shalt thou lay a foundacion for many kinredes: thou shalt be called the maker vp of hedges, and the buylder againe of the waye of the Sabboth.

²⁰ Then wyl I cast the doune vnto them, that descende into the pytte: vnto a people that hath bene longe deade, and set the in a lande that is beneth, lyke the olde wildernesse, with them whiche go doune to their graues, so that no man shall dwell more in the. And I wyll make the to be no more in honoure in the lande of the lyuynge.

¹⁸ Damascus also vsed marchaundyes with the, in the beste wine and whyte woll, because the occupying was so greate, & thy wares so manye. ¹⁹ Dan, Iauan, and Meusall haue broughte vnto thy markettes, yron redy made, with Casia and Calamus, accordinge to thyne occupyinge. ²⁰ Dedan occupied with the, in fayre tapestrye worcke & quishins. ²¹ Arabia & al the prynces of Cedar haue occupied with the, in shepe, wethers and goates. ²² The marchauntes of Seba and Rema haue occupied also with the, in al costlye spices, in all precious stones and goulde, which they broughte vnto thy markettes. ²³ Haran, Chene and Eden, the marchauntes of Saba, Assiria and Chelmad, were al doers with the, ²⁴ and occupyed with the: In costly raiment, of yalow silcke and nedle worcke (very precious, and therfore packte & bounde together with roapes) Yea and in Cedre wood, of the tyme of thy markettes. ²⁵ The shippes of Tharsis were the chefe of thy occupyinge. Thus thou art ful, and in great worshippe euen in the middest of the sea. ²⁶ Thy mariners were euen bringinge vnto the oute of manye waters. But the East wynde shall ouerbeare the into the myddest of the sea, ²⁷ so that thy wares, thy marchaundies, thy riches, thy mariners, thy shipmaisters, thy helpers, thy occupiers (that brought the thinges necessarye) the men of warre that are in the: yea and all thy commens shall peryshe in the myddest of the sea, in the daye of thy fall. ²⁸ The suburbes shall shake at the loude crye of thy shipmen. ²⁹ All whirry men, and all maryners vpon the sea, shal leape oute of their boates, and let them selues vpon the land. ³⁰ They shal lyft vp their voice because of the, and make a lamentable crye. They shall cast dust vpon their heades, & lye doune in the ashes. ³¹ They shall shaue them selues, and put sacke clothe vpon them for thy sake. They shal mourne for the with hertfull sorowe, ³² and heauy lamentacion, yea their children also shal wepe for the. Alas, what cytye hath so bene destroyed in the sea, as Tyre is?

¹⁸ And Balam answered and sayd vnto the seruauntes of Balac. If Balac would gyue me hys house ful of syluer and gold, I can go no further then the worde of the Lorde my God, to do lesse or more.

²⁷ And the kynge made syluer in Ierusalem as plenteous as stones, and Cedar as plenteous as the mulbery trees that growe in the valeys.

²¹ He poureth out confusyon vpon Princes, and comforteth them that haue bene oppressed.

²⁵ Yea, the almighty his own self shalbe thine haruest, and the heape of thy moneye.

¹⁶ Though he haue as muche money as the dust of the earthe, and raymente as ready as the claie, ¹⁷ he maye wel prepare it: but the godly shall put it vpon him, & the innocent shall deale oute the money.

⁷ As soone as youre lande was full of syluer and golde, and no ende of youre treasure: so soone as youre lande was full of stronge horses and no ende of youre charettes:

¹⁸ Nether theyr syluer nor theyr golde shalbe able to delyuered them in the wrothfull daye of the Lorde, but the whole lande shalbe consumed thorow the fyre of his gelousy: for he shall soone make cleane ryddaunce of all them that dwell in the lande.

³ Tyrus shal make herself strong, heape vs syluer as the sande, & golde as the clay of the stretes.

³ If a man begette an hundred chyldren, and lyue manye yeares, so that his dayes are many in number, and yet cannot enioy his good neyther be buried: as for him I saye, that an vntymely byrth is better then he.

⁸ And last of al, he was sene of me, as of one that was borne out of due time.

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.

¹⁶ All that I haue, shall go downe in to the pyt, and lye with me in the duste.

⁵ Fearfulnesse and tremblynge are come vpon me, and an horrible drede hathe ouerwhelmed me. ⁶ And I sayde: O that I had wynges lyke a doue, that I might fle somwhere, and be at rest. ⁷ Lo, then wolde I get me awaye farre of, and remayne in the wildernesse. Selah. ⁸ I wolde make haste to escape, from the stormy wynde and tempest.

¹ Bvt in the meane season the righteous perysheth, and no man regardeth it in his herte. Good godly people are taken awaye, and noman consydreth it. Namely: that the righteous is conuayed awaye thorowe the wicked, ² that he him selfe myght be in reste, lye quietly vpon his bed, & lyue after his owne pleasure.

²⁸ And feare ye not them which kil the body, and be not able to kill the soule. But rather feare him, which is able to destroy both soule & body into hell.

⁴ I saye vnto you my frendes: Be not afrayde of them that kyll the bodye, and after that haue no more that they can do.

⁶ It is verely a ryghteous thing with God to recompence trybulacyon to them that trouble you: ⁷ and to you whiche are troubled, reste wyth vs, when the Lorde Iesus shall shewe hym selfe from heauen wyth hys myghtye Aungels,

⁹ There remayneth therfore yet a rest to the people of God.

¹¹ Let vs study therfore to enter into the reste, leste anye man falle after the same ensample, into vnbelefe.

⁸ For he beinge rightuouse and dwellinge amonge them, in seinge and hearinge, vexed his rightuouse soule from daye to daye wyth theyr vnlawfull dedes.

¹³ And I heard a voice from heauen, sayinge vnto me: wryte. Blessed are the dead, whyche here after dye in the Lorde euen so sayth the spyryte, that they may reste from their laboures, but their workes shal folowe them.

⁶ And Pharao commaunded the same day vnto the taskemasters ouer the people, & vnto the officers saying: ⁷ se that ye giue the people no more strawe to make brycke withall, as ye dyd in time passed: let them go and gather them strawe them selues, ⁸ and the numbre of brycke whyche they were wonte to make in tymes passed, laye vnto their charges also, & minish nothing therof. For they be idle and therfore cry saying: let vs goo and do sacrifyce vnto our God.

¹⁵ Then went the offycers of the chyldren of Israel & complayned vnto Pharao saynge: wherfore dealest thou thus with thy seruantes? ¹⁶ there is no strawe geuen vnto thy seruauntes, and yet they say vnto vs make bryke. And loo, thy seruauntes are beaten, and thy people is fowle intreated. ¹⁷ And he aunswered: idle are ye idle, and therefore ye say: let vs goo and do Sacrifice vnto the Lorde. ¹⁸ Go therefore and worcke, for there shall no strawe be geuen you, & yet se that ye delyuer the whole tale of brycke. ¹⁹ When the officers of the children of Israel sawe them selues in shrode case (in that he said ye shall minysh nothyng of your dayly makyng of brycke)

³ And the chyldren of Israel cryed vnto the Lorde: for he had nyne hundred charettes of yron, he oppressed the chyldren of Israel wyth power .xx. yeares.

⁷ That they maye geue no force for the multytude of people in the cytyes, neither regard the crying of the dryuer,

³ When the lord now shall bringe the to rest, from the trauail, feare, and harde boundage that thou wast laden wyth all, ⁴ then shalte thou vse thys mockage vpon the Kynge of Babylon, and saye: Howe happeneth it, that the oppressoure leaueth of? Is the goulden trybute come to an ende?

² Hye & lowe, & rych & poore, one wyth another.

¹⁴ They lye in the hell like shepe, death shall gnawe vpon theim, and the righteous shall haue dominacion of theim in the mornynge by tymes: their strength shall consume, and hell shalbe their dwellynge. ¹⁵ But God shall deliuer my soule from the power of hell, when he receyueth me. Selah. ¹⁶ O be not thou afraied, when one is made ryche, & the glory of hys house increased. ¹⁷ For he shall cary nothynge away wyth hym when he dyeth, neither shall his pompe folowe hym. ¹⁸ Whyle he lyueth, he is counted an happy man: and so long as he is in prosperitie, men speake good of hym. ¹⁹ But when he foloweth his fathers generacion, he shall neuer se light any more. ²⁰ When a man is in honour and hath no vnderstandinge, he is compared vnto the brute beastes, and becommeth lyke vnto them.

⁵ when men shall feare in hye places, and be afrayed in the stretes: when the Almonde tree shalbe despised, the greshopper borne out, & when great pouerte shall breake in: when man goeth to his longe home, and the mourners go about the stretes.

⁷ Or dust be turned agayn vnto earth from whence it came, and or the sprete returne vnto God, whyche gaue it.

²² And it fortuned that the begger dyed, and was caryed by the Angels into Abrahams bosome. The ryche man also dyed and was buryed. ²³ And beynge in hell in tormentes, he lyfte vp hys eyes, and sawe Abraham a farre of, & Lazarus in his bosome,

²⁷ And as it is appoynted vnto men that they shall ones dye, and then commeth the iudgemente,

¹⁰ And she was troubled in her spretes, and prayed vnto the Lorde, and wepte sore,

²⁷ Then she went to the man of God vp to the hyll and caught him by the fete. And Gihezi went to her, to thrust her away. But the man of God sayde: let her alone, for her soule is vexed, and the Lorde hath hid it from me, and hath not tolde it me.

¹⁶ O that I vtterlye had no beynge, or were as a thynge borne out of tyme (that is put asyde) ether as yonge chyldren, which neuer sawe the light.

⁹ That he woulde begynne And smyte me: that he woulde let hys hande go, and hewe me doune.

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

²⁸ Yea he hath delyuered my soule from destruccyon, and my lyfe, that it seeth the lyght.

³⁰ that he kepeth hys soule from peryshynge, and letteth hym enioye the lyghte of the lyuyng.

⁶ Geue strong drinke vnto suche as are condempned to death, & wyne vnto those that mourne:

¹⁸ Wherfore came I forth of my mother wombe? To haue experience of all laboure & sorow? & to leade my lyfe wyth shame?

¹⁵ Wherfore yf thou deale thus with me, kyl me, I pray the, If I haue found fauoure in thy syght and let me not se my wrechednesse.

⁴ And he went a dayes iourney into the wildernesse, and when he was come sat doune vnder a Ginaper tree, and desyred for his soule, that he myght dye, and saide, it is nowe ynough O Lorde, take my soule, for I am no better then my fathers.

⁴ if thou sekest after her as after money, & dyggest for her as for treasure:

³ And now O Lord, take my lyfe fro me (I beseche the) for I had rather dye then lyue.

⁸ And when the Sunne was vp God prepared a feruent east wynde: and the Sunne bett ouer the head of Ionas, that he faynted agayne, and wisshed vnto hys soule, that he myght dye, and sayde: It is better for me to dye, then to lyue.

⁶ And in those dayes shal men seke death, and shal not finde it, and shall desyre to dye, and death shal flye from them.

¹⁴ If he breake downe a thinge, who can set it vp agayne? If he shut a thing, who wyll open it?

⁶ knowe thys then, that it is God, whiche hath handled me so violently & hath compased me aboute with his scourges.

⁸ He had hedged vp my payth, I can not get awaye, he hath set darckenesse in my gate.

¹² His men of warre came together, whyche made their waye ouer me, and beseged my dwellinge roundeaboute.

⁸ Thou hast not delyuered me ouer into the handes of the enemye, but hast set my fete in a large rowme.

⁸ Thou hast put awaye myn acquaintance farre fro me, and made me to be abhorred of them: I am so faste in pryson, that I can not get forth.

²⁷ How maye then Iacob thyncke, or how maye Israel saye: My wayes are hyd from the Lorde, and my God knoweth not of my iudgementes.

⁷ Gymel. He hath so hedged me in, that I can not get out, and hath layed heuy lynckes vpon me.

⁹ He hath stopped vp my wayes wyth foure squared stones, and made my pathes croked.

⁶ But I wyll hedge her awaye wyth thornes, and stoppe it that she shall not fynde her fotesteppes:

⁷ The thynges that some tyme I myghte not awaye wythall, are nowe my meate for very sorowe.

¹⁹ Why goest thou not from me, ner lettest me alone, so longe tyll I swalowe doune my spetle?

²⁰ so that hys lyfe maye awaye wyth no bread, & hys soule abhorreth to eate anye dayntye meate.

¹ To the chaunter vppon Aieleth of the dawnyng, a Psalme of Dauid. My God, my God: why haste thou forsaken me? the wordes of my complaynte are farre fro my health. ² O my God, I crye in the daye tyme, but thou hearest not: and in the night season also I take no rest.

³ For while I helde my tonge my bones consumed awaye thorowe my daylye complaynynges.

⁸ I am feble & sore smytten, I roare for the very disquietnes of my hert.

³ My teares are my meate daye and nighte whyle it is daylye sayed vnto me: where is now thy God? ⁴ Now when I thincke ther vpon, I poure out my hert by my self: for I would faine go hence wyth the multytude and passe ouer wt them vnto the house of God, in the voyce of prayse and thankes geuynge, amonge suche as kepe holy daye.

⁵ Thou hast fed them with the bread of teares, yea, thou hast geuen them plenteousnes of teares to drynke.

⁹ I eate ashes with my bread, and myngle my drynke with wepynge.

¹¹ We roare all lyke Beeres, and mourne still like doues. We loke for equyte, but there is none: for health, but it is farre from vs.

⁸ Though I crye and call piteously, yet heareth he not my prayer.

⁵ So when they had passed ouer the tyme of their banckettynge rounde aboute, Iob sent for them, and clensed them agayne, and gat vp early, & offered for euery one a brentofferynge. For Iob thought thus: peraduenture my sonnes haue done some offence, and haue bene vnthankfull to God in their hertes. And thus dyd Iob euery daye.

¹⁵ Fearfulnesse is turned against me. Myne honoure vanysheth awaye more swyftly then winde, & my prosperite departeth hence lyke as it were a cloude.

²³ For I haue euer feared the vengeaunce & punishement of God, & knew very wel, that I was no able to beare his burthen.

¹⁴ Then troublest thou me with dreames, and makest me so afrayed thorowe visions,

⁹ Doeth God hear him the soner, when he crieth vnto him in his necessite?

¹¹ Quicken me, O Lord, for thy names sake and for thy righteousnesse sake brynge my soule out of trouble.