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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 .vj. Chapter. ¶ Iob answereth, that hys payne is more greuouse then hys faute, yet notwithstandynge he delyteth therin.

A   Iob answered also, ∧ sayde: &rhand; O that the displeasure which I haue were truly weyed, and my punishment layed in the balaunces togeather: for now is it heuyer then the sande of the see. And thys is the cause, that my wordes are so sorowfull.

For the arowes of the almighty are ro&ubar;d about me, whose indygnacyon hath droncke vp my sprete, and the terrible feares of God are sett agaynst me. noteDoth the wylde asse roare wh&ebar; he hath grasse? Or cryeth the oxe, when he hath foder ynough? That which is vnsauery, shalt it be eaten without salte, or is there any taste in the whyte of an egge? The thynges that some tyme I myght not awaye withall, are now my meate for very sorowe. O that I myght haue my desyre: and that God wolde graunte me the thynge that I longe for. O that God wold begynne and smyte me: that he wolde let hys hande go, and take me cleane awaye. B   Then shulde I haue some comforte: yee, I wolde desyre hym in my payne, that he shulde not spare, for I wyll not be agaynst the wordes of the holy one.

For what power haue I to endure? And what is myne ende, that my soule myght be pacient? Is my strength the strength of stones? Or, is my flesh made of brasse? Is it not so þt; there is in me no helpe: and that my substaunce is taken from me. He that is in tribulacyon ought to be comforted of hys C    neyghbour: but the feare of the Lord is cleane awaye. Myne awne brethren passe ouer by me as the water brooke, and as the ryuer of water, do hastely go awaye. But they that feare the hore frost, the snowe shall fall vpon them.

When theyr tyme commeth, they shalbe destroyed and peryshe: when they be sett on fyre, they shalbe remoued out of theyr place, for þe; pathes that they go in, are croked: they haste after vayne thynges, and shall perysh. They turne them to the pathes of Theman, and to the wayes of Saba, wherin they haue put their trust. D   Confounded are they that put eny confydence in them. For whan they come to obtayne the thynges that they loke for, they are brought to confusion.

Euen so are ye also come vnto me: but now that ye se my misery, ye are afrayed. Dyd I desyre you, to bryng vnto me, or to geue me eny of youre substa&ubar;ce? To delyuer me from the enemyes hande, or to saue me from the hande of tyrauntes? Teache me, and I wyll holde my tonge: and whan I do erre, shewe me wherin. How stedfast are the wordes of treuth? And which of you can rebuke and reproue them? Do ye take deliberacy&obar; to check mens sayinges, and iudge a pore worde spoken in vayne? Ye fall vpon the fatherles and go about to ouerthrowe your awne frende. And therfore be content, and loke now vpon me, and I wyll not lye before youre face. Turne (I praye you) be indifferent iudges, turne agayne, and ye shall se myne vngyltinesse: whether there be eny vnrighteousnesse in my tong, or vayne wordes in my mouth.
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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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