Job 21:3–4

¹⁰They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me.

¹⁰They haue gaped vpon me with their mouth, they haue smitten me vpon the cheeke reprochfully, they haue gathered themselues together against mee.

²Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation?

² Are there not mockers with mee? and doeth not mine eye ^†continue in their prouocation?

²⁰My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.

²⁰My friends ^†scorne me: but mine eye powreth out teares vnto God.

⁴I am as one mocked of his neighbour, who calleth upon God, and he answereth him: the just upright man is laughed to scorn.

⁵He that is ready to slip with his feet is as a lamp despised in the thought of him that is at ease.

⁴I am as one mocked of his neighbour, who calleth vpon God, and he answereth him: the iust vpright man is laughed to scorne.

⁵He that is ready to slippe with his feet, is as a lamp despised in the thought of him that is at ease.

¹³Hold your peace, let me alone, that I may speak, and let come on me what will.

^13†Hold your peace, let me alone that I may speake, and let come on me what will.

⁹Is it good that he should search you out? or as one man mocketh another, do ye so mock him?

⁹Is it good that hee should search you out? or as one man mocketh another, doe ye so mocke him?

³¹Mark well, O Job, hearken unto me: hold thy peace, and I will speak.

³²If thou hast any thing to say, answer me: speak, for I desire to justify thee.

³³If not, hearken unto me: hold thy peace, and I shall teach thee wisdom.

³¹Marke well, O Iob, hearken vnto me, hold thy peace, and I wil speake.

³²If thou hast any thing to say, answere me: speake, for I desire to iustifie thee.

³³If not, hearken vnto me: holde thy peace, and I shall teach thee wisedome.

¹HEAR my prayer, O Lord, and let my cry come unto thee.

¹¶ Heare my prayer, O LORD: and let my crie come vnto thee.

²I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble.

³When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walked have they privily laid a snare for me.

²I powred out my complaint before him: I shewed before him my trouble.

³When my spirit was ouerwhelmed within mee, then thou knewest my path: in the way wherein I walked, haue they priuily laid a snare for me.

¹¹Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.

¹¹Why art thou cast downe, O my soule? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God, for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.

¹⁶Count not thine handmaid for a daughter of Belial: for out of the abundance of my complaint and grief have I spoken hitherto.

¹⁶Count not thine handmaid for a daughter of Belial: for out of the abundance of my ^‖complaint and griefe, haue I spoken hitherto.

²⁶And as the king of Israel was passing by upon the wall, there cried a woman unto him, saying, Help, my lord, O king.

²⁷And he said, If the Lord do not help thee, whence shall I help thee? out of the barnfloor, or out of the winepress?

²⁶And as the king of Israel was passing by vpon the wall, there cried a woman vnto him, saying, Helpe, my lord, O king.

²⁷And he said, ^‖If the LORD do not helpe thee, whence shall I helpe thee? out of the barne floore, or out of the wine presse?

⁹¶ And Moses spake so unto the children of Israel: but they hearkened not unto Moses for anguish of spirit, and for cruel bondage.

⁹¶ And Moses spake so vnto the children of Israel: but they hearkened not vnto Moses, for ^†anguish of spirit, and for cruell bondage.

¹MY soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

²I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou contendest with me.

¹¶ My soule is ^‖weary of my life, I will leaue my complaint vpon my selfe; I will speake in the bitternesse of my soule.

²I will say vnto God, Doe not condemne mee; shewe me wherefore thou contendest with me.

¹¹What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should prolong my life?

¹¹What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine ende, that I should prolong my life?

¹¹Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.

¹²Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch over me?

¹³When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint;

¹⁴Then thou scarest me with dreams, and terrifiest me through visions:

¹⁵So that my soul chooseth strangling, and death rather than my life.

¹⁶I loathe it; I would not live alway: let me alone; for my days are vanity.

¹⁷What is man, that thou shouldest magnify him? and that thou shouldest set thine heart upon him?

¹⁸And that thou shouldest visit him every morning, and try him every moment?

¹⁹How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?

²⁰I have sinned; what shall I do unto thee, O thou preserver of men? why hast thou set me as a mark against thee, so that I am a burden to myself?

²¹And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, and take away mine iniquity? for now shall I sleep in the dust; and thou shalt seek me in the morning, but I shall not be.

¹¹Therefore I will not refraine my mouth, I wil speake in the anguish of my spirit, I will complaine in the bitternesse of my soule.

¹² Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch ouer me?

¹³When I say, My bed shal comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint:

¹⁴Then thou skarest mee with dreames, and terrifiest me through visions.

¹⁵So that my soule chooseth strangling: and death rather ^†then my life.

¹⁶I loath it, I would not liue alway: let me alone, for my dayes are vanitie.

^17*What is man, that thou shouldest magnifie him? and that thou shouldest set thine heart vpon him?

¹⁸And that thou shouldest visite him euery morning, and trie him euery moment?

¹⁹How long wilt thou not depart from me? nor let me alone till I swallow downe my spittle?

²⁰I haue sinned, what shall I doe vnto thee, O thou preseruer of men? why hast thou set me as a mark against thee, so that I am a burden to my selfe?

²¹And why doest thou not pardon my transgression, and take away mine iniquitie? for now shall I sleepe in the dust, and thou shalt seeke me in the morning, but I shall not be.

³⁸Then saith he unto them, My soul is exceeding sorrowful, even unto death: tarry ye here, and watch with me.

³⁸Then saith he vnto them, My soule is exceeding sorrowfull, euen vnto death: tary ye heere, & watch with me.

¹MY God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring?

²O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent.

³But thou art holy, O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel.

¹¶ My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken mee? Why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring?

^2†O my God, I crie in the day time, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent.

³But thou art holy, O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel!

³I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah.

⁴Thou holdest mine eyes waking: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.

⁵I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times.

⁶I call to remembrance my song in the night: I commune with mine own heart: and my spirit made diligent search.

⁷Will the Lord cast off for ever? and will he be favourable no more?

⁸Is his mercy clean gone for ever? doth his promise fail for evermore?

⁹Hath God forgotten to be gracious? hath he in anger shut up his tender mercies? Selah.

³I remembred God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was ouerwhelmed. Selah.

⁴Thou holdest mine eyes waking: I am so troubled that I cannot speake.

⁵I haue considered the dayes of old, the yeeres of auncient times.

⁶I call to remembrance my song in the night: I commune with mine owne heart, and my spirit made diligent search.

⁷Will the LORD cast off for euer? and will hee be fauourable no more?

^8†Is his mercy cleane gone for euer? doth his promise faile for euermore?

⁹Hath God forgotten to be gracious? hath he in anger shut vp his tender mercies? Selah.