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 .xxix. Chapter.
¶ Iob complayneth of the prosperitye of the tyme
past, suttelly reprouynge his frendes of iniurye,
because they sayde that Iob suffered accordynge to
hys deseruyuge.
A So Iob proceaded and went forth
in his communicacyon, sayenge.
O that I were as I was in þe; monethes
by past, and in the dayes
when God preserued me: when his light shyned
vpon my head: when I wente after the
same lyght and shynynge, euen thorowe the
darcknesse. As it stode with me when I
was yonge: when God prospered my house:
when the Almyghtie was yet with me:
when my chyldren stode aboute me: when
my wayes ranne ouer with butter, and wh&ebar;
the stony rockes gaue me ryuers of oyle:
B
when I wente thorowe the cytie vnto the
gate, and when they set me a chayre in the
strete: when the yonge men (as soone as
they sawe me) hid them selues, and when
the aged arose, and stode vp vnto me, when
the Princes left of their talkinge, and layed
their hande to their mouth: wh&ebar; the myghty
kepte still their voyce, and when their tonge
cleued to the rofe of their mouthe. When all
they that herde me, called me happye: and
when all they that sawe me, spake good of
me. For I deliuered the poore when he cried,
and so did I the fatherlesse and him that had
none to holde him. He that shulde haue bene
lost, gaue me a good worde, and the wyddowes
herte praysed me.
C And why? &rhand; I
put vpon me ryghteousnes, which couered
me as a garment, and equyte was my crowne.
I was an eye vnto the blynde, and a
fote to the lame, I was a father vnto the
poore: and when I knewe not the cause, I
sought it out diligently. I brake the chawes
of the vnrighteous man, note and pluckte the
spoyle out of his teth.
Therfore, I thought verely that I shuld
haue dyed in my nest: and that my dayes
shulde haue bene as many as the sondes of
þe; see.
D For my roote was spred out by þe; watersyde,
and the dewe laye vpon my corne.
Myne honour encreased more and more, and
my bowe was euer the stronger in my hand.
Unto me men gaue eare, me they regarded,
and with sylence they taryed for my councell.
If I had spok&ebar;, they wolde haue it none
other wayes, my wordes were so well tak&ebar;
amonge them. They wayted for me as for
the rayne: and gaped vpon me, as þe; grounde
doth to receaue the latter shower. &rhand; When
I laughed, they knewe well it was not earnest:
and the lyght of my countenaunce
wolde they not put out. When I agreed vnto
theyr waye, I was the chefe, and sat as a
kynge with hys armye aboute hym. And
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whan they were in heuynes, I was theyr
comfortoure.
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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