Job 19
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| 1 | Forsothe Joob answeride, and seide, Hou long turmente ye my soule, |
| 2 | and al to-breken me with wordis? |
| 3 | Lo! ten sithis ye schenden me, and ye ben not aschamed, oppressynge me. |
| 4 | Forsothe and if Y `koude not, myn vnkynnyng schal be with me. |
| 5 | And ye ben reisid ayens me, and repreuen me with my schenschipis. |
| 6 | Nameli now vndurstonde ye, that God hath turmentid me not bi euene doom, and hath cumpassid me with hise betyngis. |
| 7 | Lo! Y suffrynge violence schal crye, and no man schal here; Y schal crye loude, and `noon is that demeth. |
| 8 | He bisette aboute my path, and Y may not go; and he settide derknessis in my weie. |
| 9 | He hath spuylid me of my glorye, and hath take awey the coroun fro myn heed. |
| 10 | He hath distried me on ech side, and Y perischide; and he hath take awei myn hope, as fro a tre pullid vp bi the roote. |
| 11 | His stronge veniaunce was wrooth ayens me; and he hadde me so as his enemye. |
| 12 | Hise theues camen togidere, and `maden to hem a wei bi me; and bisegiden my tabernacle in cumpas. |
| 13 | He made fer my britheren fro me; and my knowun as aliens yeden awei fro me. |
| 14 | My neiyboris forsoken me; and thei that knewen me han foryete me. |
| 15 | The tenauntis of myn hows, and myn handmaydis hadden me as a straunger; and Y was as a pilgrym bifor her iyen. |
| 16 | Y clepide my seruaunt, and he answeride not to me; with myn owne mouth Y preiede hym. |
| 17 | My wijf wlatide my breeth; and Y preiede the sones of my wombe. |
| 18 | Also foolis dispisiden me; and whanne Y was goon awei fro hem, thei bacbitiden me. |
| 19 | Thei, that weren my counselouris sum tyme, hadden abhomynacioun of me; and he, whom Y louede moost, was aduersarie to me. |
| 20 | Whanne fleischis weren wastid, my boon cleuyde to my skyn; and `oneli lippis ben left aboute my teeth. |
| 21 | Haue ye merci on me, haue ye merci on me, nameli, ye my frendis; for the hond of the Lord hath touchid me. |
| 22 | Whi pursuen ye me, as God pursueth; and ben fillid with my fleischis? |
| 23 | Who yyueth to me, that my wordis be writun? Who yyueth to me, |
| 24 | that tho be writun in a book with an yrun poyntil, ethir with a plate of leed; ethir with a chisel be grauun in a flynt? |
| 25 | For Y woot, that myn ayenbiere lyueth, and in the laste dai Y schal rise fro the erthe; |
| 26 | and eft Y schal be cumpassid with my skyn, and in my fleisch Y schal se God, my sauyour. |
| 27 | Whom Y my silf schal se, and myn iyen schulen biholde, and not an other man. This myn hope is kept in my bosum. |
| 28 | Whi therfor seien ye now, Pursue we hym, and fynde we the roote of a word ayens hym? |
| 29 | Therfor fle ye fro the face of the swerd; for the swerd is the vengere of wickidnessis, and wite ye, that doom schal be. |