Job 7:6–8

²⁵Now my days are swifter than a post: they flee away, they see no good.

²⁵Now my dayes are swifter then a Poste: they flee away, they see no good.

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

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

¹¹My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.

¹¹My dayes are past, my purposes are broken off, euen ^†the thoughts of my heart:

²⁴For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away:

^24‖For all flesh is as grasse, and all the glory of man as the flowre of grasse: the grasse withereth, and the flowre thereof falleth away.

¹²Mine age is departed, and is removed from me as a shepherd’s tent: I have cut off like a weaver my life: he will cut me off with pining sickness: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.

¹³I reckoned till morning, that, as a lion, so will he break all my bones: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.

^12‖Mine age is departed, and is remoued from me as a shepheards tent: I haue cut off like a weauer my life: he will cut mee off with pining sicknesse: from day euen to night wilt thou make an end of me.

¹³I reckoned till morning, that as a Lyon so will hee breake all my bones: from day euen to night wilt thou make an end of me.

⁶The voice said, Cry. And he said, What shall I cry? All flesh is grass, and all the goodliness thereof is as the flower of the field:

⁷The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: because the spirit of the Lord bloweth upon it: surely the people is grass.

^6*The voyce sayd; Cry. And hee sayd; What shall I cry? All flesh is grasse, and all the goodlinesse thereof is as the flowre of the field.

⁷The grasse withereth, the flowre fadeth; because the spirit of the LORD bloweth vpon it: surely the people is grasse.

²²When a few years are come, then I shall go the way whence I shall not return.

²²When ^†a few yeeres are come, then I shall goe the way whence I shall not returne.

³²The wicked is driven away in his wickedness: but the righteous hath hope in his death.

³²The wicked is driuen away in his wickednes: but the righteous hath hope in his death.

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.

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.

⁴Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.

^4*Man is like to vanity: his dayes are as a shadow that passeth away.

¹²That at that time ye were without Christ, being aliens from the commonwealth of Israel, and strangers from the covenants of promise, having no hope, and without God in the world:

¹²That at that time yee were without Christ, being aliens from the common wealth of Israel, and strangers from the couenants of promise, hauing no hope, & without God in the world.

¹¹For the sun is no sooner risen with a burning heat, but it withereth the grass, and the flower thereof falleth, and the grace of the fashion of it perisheth: so also shall the rich man fade away in his ways.

¹¹For the Sunne is no sooner risen with a burning heate, but it withereth the grasse; and the flowre thereof falleth, and the grace of the fashion of it perisheth: so also shall the rich man fade away in his wayes.

¹⁴Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.

¹⁴Whereas yee know not what shalbe on the morow: ^*for what is your life? ^‖It is euen a vapour that appeareth for a litle time, and then vanisheth away.

¹⁵Though he slay me, yet will I trust in him: but I will maintain mine own ways before him.

¹⁵Though hee slay mee, yet will I trust in him: but I will ^†maintaine mine owne wayes before him.

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?

¹¹My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass.

^11*My dayes are like a shadow, that declineth: & I am withered like grasse.

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.

^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.

²⁵Withhold thy foot from being unshod, and thy throat from thirst: but thou saidst, There is no hope: no; for I have loved strangers, and after them will I go.

^25‖Withhold thy foote from being vnshod, and thy throte from thirst: but thou saidst, There is no hope. No, for I haue loued strangers, and after them will I goe.

¹³Wherefore gird up the loins of your mind, be sober, and hope to the end for the grace that is to be brought unto you at the revelation of Jesus Christ;

¹³Wherefore gird vp the loynes of your minde, bee sober, and hope ^†to the end, for the grace that is to bee brought vnto you at the reuelation of Iesus Christ:

¹⁴Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.

¹⁴Whereas yee know not what shalbe on the morow: ^*for what is your life? ^‖It is euen a vapour that appeareth for a litle time, and then vanisheth away.

³⁹For he remembered that they were but flesh; a wind that passeth away, and cometh not again.

³⁹For he remembred that they were but flesh; a wind that passeth away, and commeth not againe.

¹⁵¶ O Lord, thou knowest: remember me, and visit me, and revenge me of my persecutors; take me not away in thy longsuffering: know that for thy sake I have suffered rebuke.

¹⁵¶ O LORD, thou knowest, remember me, and visit me, and reuenge me of my persecutors, take mee not away in thy long suffering: know that for thy sake I haue suffered rebuke.

⁴⁷Remember how short my time is: wherefore hast thou made all men in vain?

⁴⁷Remember how short my time is: wherefore hast thou made all men in vaine?

²¹Before I go whence I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death;

²²A land of darkness, as darkness itself; and of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as darkness.

²¹Before I goe whence I shall not returne, euen to the land of darknes and the shadow of death,

²²A land of darknes, as darknes it selfe, and of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as darkenes.

¹⁸Remember this, that the enemy hath reproached, O Lord, and that the foolish people have blasphemed thy name.

¹⁸Remember this, that the enemie hath reproached, O LORD, and that the foolish people haue blasphemed thy Name.

⁵⁰Remember, Lord, the reproach of thy servants; how I do bear in my bosom the reproach of all the mighty people;

⁵⁰Remember ( LORD) the reproach of thy seruants: how I doe beare in my bosome the reproache of all the mighty people.

³⁶And Jacob their father said unto them, Me have ye bereaved of my children: Joseph is not, and Simeon is not, and ye will take Benjamin away: all these things are against me.

³⁶And Iacob their father said vnto them, We haue ye bereaued of my children: Ioseph is not, and Simeon is not, and ye wil take Beniamin away: all these things are against me.

⁹Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay; and wilt thou bring me into dust again?

⁹Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay, and wilt thou bring me into dust againe?

²⁵Now my days are swifter than a post: they flee away, they see no good.

²⁵Now my dayes are swifter then a Poste: they flee away, they see no good.

⁸Remember, I beseech thee, the word that thou commandedst thy servant Moses, saying, If ye transgress, I will scatter you abroad among the nations:

⁸Remember, I beseech thee, the word that thou commandedst thy seruant Moses, saying, ^* If yee transgresse, I will scatter you abroad among the nations:

²²Arise, O God, plead thine own cause: remember how the foolish man reproacheth thee daily.

²²Arise, O God, plead thine owne cause: remember how the foolish man reprocheth thee daily.

⁹The eye also which saw him shall see him no more; neither shall his place any more behold him.

⁹The eye also which saw him, shall see him no more; neither shall his place any more behold him.

³⁶Yet he passed away, and, lo, he was not: yea, I sought him, but he could not be found.

³⁶Yet he passed away, and loe he was not: yea, I sought him, but hee could not be found.

¹⁸If he destroy him from his place, then it shall deny him, saying, I have not seen thee.

¹⁸If he destroy him from his place, then it shal denie him, saying, I haue not seene thee.

²⁷Thou puttest my feet also in the stocks, and lookest narrowly unto all my paths; thou settest a print upon the heels of my feet.

²⁷Thou puttest my feete also in the stockes, and ^†lookest narrowly vnto all my pathes; thou settest a print vpon the ^†heeles of my feete.

³And dost thou open thine eyes upon such an one, and bringest me into judgment with thee?

³And doest thou open thine eies vpon such an one, and bringest me into iudgment with thee?

¹¹When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: surely every man is vanity. Selah.

^11†When thou with rebukes doest correct man for iniquitie, thou makest his beautie to consume away like a moth: surely euery man is vanitie. Selah.

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.

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.