Job 6:11–13

¹⁴For he knoweth our frame; he remembereth that we are dust.

¹⁵As for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.

¹⁶For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more.

¹⁴For he knoweth our frame: hee remembreth that we are dust.

¹⁵ As for man, his dayes are as grasse: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.

^16†For the winde passeth ouer it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more.

¹MY breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.

¹¶ My ^‖breath is corrupt, my dayes are extinct, the graues are ready for me.

²³He weakened my strength in the way; he shortened my days.

^23†He weakened my strength in the way: he shortened my dayes.

⁵Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth; and mine age is as nothing before thee: verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah.

^5†*Behold, thou hast made my dayes as an hand breadth, and mine age is as nothing before thee: verily euery man at his best state is altogether vanitie. Selah.

²⁰Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,

^20* Are not my dayes few? cease then, and let me alone that I may take comfort a litle,

²⁵Wilt thou break a leaf driven to and fro? and wilt thou pursue the dry stubble?

²⁵Wilt thou breake a leafe driuen to and fro? and wilt thou pursue the drie stubble?

²⁸And he, as a rotten thing, consumeth, as a garment that is moth eaten.

²⁸And hee, as a rotten thing consumeth, as a garment that is moth-eaten.

¹⁴I have said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister.

¹⁵And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?

¹⁶They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust.

¹⁴I haue ^†said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worme, Thou art my mother, and my sister.

¹⁵And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?

¹⁶They shall goe downe to the barres of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust.

⁴As for me, is my complaint to man? and if it were so, why should not my spirit be troubled?

⁴As for mee, is my complaint to man? and if it were so, why should not my spirit be ^†troubled?

⁵My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.

⁶My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and are spent without hope.

⁷O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.

⁵My flesh is cloathed with wormes and clods of dust, my skinne is broken, and become loathsome.

^6*My dayes are swifter then a weauers shuttle, and are spent without hope.

⁷O remember that my life is winde: mine eye ^†shall no more ^†see good.

⁵Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: in the morning they are like grass which groweth up.

⁶In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth up; in the evening it is cut down, and withereth.

⁷For we are consumed by thine anger, and by thy wrath are we troubled.

⁸Thou hast set our iniquities before thee, our secret sins in the light of thy countenance.

⁹For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: we spend our years as a tale that is told.

¹⁰The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.

^5‖Thou carriest them away as with a flood, they are as a sleepe: in the morning they are like grasse which groweth vp.

⁶In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth vp: in the euening it is cut downe, and withereth.

⁷For we are consumed by thine anger: and by thy wrath are we troubled.

⁸Thou hast set our iniquities before thee: our secret sinnes in the light of thy countenance.

^9†‖For all our dayes are passed away in thy wrath: we spend our yeeres as a tale that is told.

^10†The dayes of our yeres are threescore yeeres and ten, and if by reason of strength they be fourescore yeeres, yet is their strength labour and sorrow: for it is soone cut off, and we flie away.

¹⁸His bones are as strong pieces of brass; his bones are like bars of iron.

¹⁸His bones are as strong pieces of brasse: his bones are like barres of iron.

²⁴His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, as hard as a piece of the nether millstone.

²⁴His heart is as firme as a stone, yea as hard as a peece of the nether mil-stone.

¹²For our rejoicing is this, the testimony of our conscience, that in simplicity and godly sincerity, not with fleshly wisdom, but by the grace of God, we have had our conversation in the world, and more abundantly to you-ward.

¹²For our reioycing is this, the testimony of our conscience, that in simplicitie and godly sinceritie, not with fleshly wisedome, but by the grace of God, wee haue had our conuersation in the world, and more aboundantly to youwards.

²How hast thou helped him that is without power? how savest thou the arm that hath no strength?

²Howe hast thou helped him that is without power? how sauest thou the arme that hath no strength?

²No doubt but ye are the people, and wisdom shall die with you.

³But I have understanding as well as you; I am not inferior to you: yea, who knoweth not such things as these?

²No doubt but ye are the people, and wisedome shall die with you.

³But I haue ^†vnderstanding as well as you, ^†I am not inferiour to you: yea, ^†who knoweth not such things as these?

²What ye know, the same do I know also: I am not inferior unto you.

²What yee know, the same doe I know also, I am not inferiour vnto you.

²⁸But ye should say, Why persecute we him, seeing the root of the matter is found in me?

²⁸But ye should say, Why persecute we him? ^‖seeing the root of the matter is found in me.

⁴But let every man prove his own work, and then shall he have rejoicing in himself alone, and not in another.

⁴But let euery man prooue his owne worke, and then shall he haue reioycing in him selfe alone, and not in an other.