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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 .xix. Chapter. ¶ Iob recyteth hys myseries and greuouse paynes, He prophesyeth of the generall resurreccyon.

A   Iob answered, and sayde: how longe will ye vexe my soule, and trouble me with wordes? Lo &rhand; ten tymes haue ye reproued me: and are not a shamed, for to laugh me so to scorne: yf I go wronge, I go wronge to my selfe. But yf ye will enhaunce your selues agaynst me, and accuse me to be a wycked personne because of the shame that is come vpon me: knowe this then, that it is God, which hath handled me so viol&ebar;tly and hath compased me aboute with his nette. Yf I note c&obar;playne of the viol&ebar;ce þt; is done vnto me, I cannot be herde. And yf I crye, there is no

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sentence geuen with me. He hath hedged vp my waye, that I cannot passe, and he hath set darcknesse in my pathes. note B   He hath spoyled me of myne honoure, and tak&ebar; þe; crowne awaye fro my head. He hath destroyed me on euery syde, and I am vndone: My hope hath he taken awaye fro me, as it were a tre pluckt vp by the rote. His wrath is kyndled agaynst me: he taketh me, as though I were hys enemy.

&rhand; Hys men of warre came together, which made their waye ouer me, &abar;d beseged my dwellynge ro&ubar;de aboute. noteHe hath put my brethren farre awaye fro me, and soch as were of myne acquayntance, are become straungers vnto me. noteMyne awne kynsfolkes haue forsak&ebar; me, and my frendes haue put me out of rem&ebar;braunce. C   The serua&ubar;tes and maydens of myne awne house toke me for a straunger: and I am be come as an aleaunt in theyr syght.

I called my seruaunt, and he gaue me no answere, no though I prayed him with my mouth. Myne awne wyfe myght not abyde my breth, I was fayne to speake fayre for the chyldren of myne awne body. Yee, þe; children despysed me: And wh&ebar; I was gone fr&obar; them, they spake euell vpon me. All soch as were my most familiers, abhorred me: and they whom I loued best, are turned agaynst me. My bone hangeth to my skynne and my flesh is awaye, only there is left me þe; skynne aboute my teth. D   Haue pyte vpon me, haue pyte vpon me (O ye my frendes) for the h&abar;d of God hath touched me. Why do ye persecute me as God doth, and are not satisfyed of my flesshe?

O that my wordes were nowe written O that they were put in a boke: wolde God they were grauen with an yron penne in leade or in stone to c&obar;tinue. For I am sure, that my redemer lyueth, and that I hall ryse out of the earth in the latter daye: that I shall be clothed agayne with this skynne, &abar;d se God in my flesh. Yee, I my selfe shall beholde him, not with other, but with these same eyes. My reynes are c&obar;sumed within me: dyd not ye saye: why doth he soffer persecucion? Is theyr founde an occasion in me? But be warre of the swearde, for the swearde wylbe au&ebar;ged of wyckednesse, and be sure, that there is a iudgement.
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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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