Great [1540], ¶ The Byble in Englyshe, that is to saye the cont&ebar;t of al the holy scrypture both of þe; olde, and newe testam&ebar;t, with a prologe therinto, made by the reuerende father in God, Thomas archbysshop of Cantorbury, ¶ This is the Byble apoynted to the vse of the churches (Printed by Edward Whytchurche) [word count] [B06000].
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¶ The .xiij. Chapter.
¶ Iob reproueth hys frendes with theyr awne
sayenges, and condempneth ypocrysye.
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A Lo, all thys haue I sene with myne
eye, heard with myne eare, and
vnderstande it. Loke what ye
knowe, that same do I knowe also,
nether am I inferior vnto you.
Neuerthelesse, I talke with the almyghtye,
and my desire is to comen with God. As for
you, yeare worckmasters of lyes, and vnprofytable
note Phisicyans all together. Wold
God ye kepte your tonge, for then myght ye
be taken for wyse men. Now heare my chydyng,
and pondre the sentence of my lyppes.
Do ye speake iniquite against God? and talke
agaynst hym with disceate?
B Wyll ye not
accepte the person of hym? Or wyll ye contende
with God? Shall that helpe you, wh&ebar;
he calleth you to rekeninge. For as one man
mocketh another, so do ye mocke hym. He
shall punysh you, and reproue you, yf ye do
secretly accept any pers&obar;ne. Shall he not make
you afrayed, when he sheweth hym selfe?
Shall not hys terrible feare fall vpon you?
youre remembraunce is lyke vnto a sparke,
and youre bodyes lyke the claye. Holde your
t&obar;ges for my sake, that I also maye speake,
and my sorow shalbe the lesse.
C &rhand; Wherfore
do I beare my flesh in my teth, note and put my
soule in myne handes? Lo, though he slaye
me, yet wyll I put my trust in hym. But note I
wil reproue myne awne wayes in his sight,
he shall make me whole: and there maye no
ypocrite come before hym. Heare my wordes,
and pondre my sayenges with your eares.
Beholde, now haue I prepared my iudgement,
and knowe þt; I shalbe founde ryghteous.
What is he, that wil go to lawe with
me? (Let hym come) that I maye nowe holde
my tonge, and dye. Neuertheles, graunt me
two thynges, and then wyll I not hyde my
selfe from the.
Withdrawe thyne hande from me, and let
not the fearfull drede of þe;, make me afrayed.
D And then call me, and I wil answere: or els,
let me speake, &abar;d geue me thou an answere.
How many are my mysdedes ∧ synnes? Lett
me knowe my transgressyons and offences?
Wherfore hydest thou thy face, ∧ holdest me
for thyne enemye? Wylt thou be so cruel and
extreme vnto a flyeng leafe, &abar;d folowe vp&obar;
drye stubble? for thou layest sharpely to my
charge, and punysshest me note for the synnes
of my youth. noteThou puttest my fete also in
the stockes: and lokest narowly vnto all my
pathes, and marckest the steppes of my fete:
where as I (notwithstandynge) must consume
lyke as a foule carion, ∧ as a cloth that
is motheaten.
Great [1540], ¶ The Byble in Englyshe, that is to saye the cont&ebar;t of al the holy scrypture both of þe; olde, and newe testam&ebar;t, with a prologe therinto, made by the reuerende father in God, Thomas archbysshop of Cantorbury, ¶ This is the Byble apoynted to the vse of the churches (Printed by Edward Whytchurche) [word count] [B06000].
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