Job 10:19
And that I were as though I had not ben, but brought from the wombe to the graue.
And that I were as though I had not ben, but brought from the wombe to the graue.
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18Wherfore hast thou brought me out of the wombe? O that I had perished, and that no eye had seene me,
16Or why was not I hyd, as a thing borne out of tune, either as young children which neuer sawe the light?
10Because it shut not vp the doores of my mothers wombe, nor hyd sorowe from myne eyes.
11Alas why died I not in the birth? why dyd not I perishe assoone as I came out of my mothers wombe?
12Why set they me vpon their knees? why gaue they me sucke with their brestes?
13Then should I nowe haue lyen stil, I shoulde haue slept, and ben at rest,
20Are not my dayes fewe? Let him then leaue of fro me, and let me a lone, that I may comfort my selfe a litle,
21Afore I go thyther from whence I shall not turne againe, euen to the lande of darknesse and shadowe of death:
17Why sluest thou not me assoone as I came out of my mothers wombe? or that my mother had ben my graue her selfe, that the byrth might not haue come out, but remayned still in her?
18Wherefore came I foorth of my mothers wombe? to haue experience of labour and sorowe, and to leade my lyfe with shame?
13O that thou wouldest hide me in the graue, & keepe me secret vntyl thy wrath were past, and to appoynt me a time wherein thou mightest remember me.
9O that God would begin and smite me, that he would let his hand go and take me cleane away:
10Then shoulde I haue some comfort, yea I woulde desire him in my payne that he would not spare, for I wil not be against the wordes of the holy one.
11For what powre haue I to endure? And what is myne end, that my soule might be patient?
3Let the day perishe wherin I was borne, and the night in the whiche it was sayd, There is a man childe conceaued.
19He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like asshes and dust.
10I thought I shoulde haue gone to the gates of hell when myne age was shortened, and haue wanted the residue of my yeres.
11I spake within my selfe, I wyll neuer visite the Lorde the Lorde I say in this lyfe: I wyll neuer see man among the dwellers of the worlde.
12Myne age is folden together & taken away from me lyke a sheepheardes cotage, I haue hewen of my lyfe by my sinnes, lyke as a weauer cutteth of his webbe: He wyll with pinyng sicknesse make an ende of me, yea he wyll make an ende of me in one day.
1My breath is corrupt, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes doore.
8Thy handes haue made me, & fashioned me altogether rounde about, wilt thou then destroy me?
9Remember I besech thee that thou madest me as the moulde of the earth, and shalt bring me into dust againe.
10Hast thou not powred me as it were milke, & turned me to cruddes like cheese?
14Cursed be the day wherein I was borne, vnhappy be the day wherein my mother brought me foorth.
16I can see no remedy, I shall liue no more: O spare me then, for my dayes are but vanitie.
9But thou art he that tokest me out of my mothers wombe: thou causedst me to trust in thee, suckyng my mothers breastes.
10I haue ben left vnto thee euer since I was borne: thou art my God euen from my mothers wombe.
10Take thy plague away from me: I am euen consumed by the meanes of thy heauy hande.
10He hath destroyed me on euery side and I am gone: my hope hath he taken away as a tree pluckt vp by the roote.
12I became cleane forgotten as a dead man out of minde: I became like a broken vessell.
19But I am as a meeke lambe, an oxe that is caryed away to be slayne, not knowing that they had deuised suche a counsell against me saying, We wyll destroy his meate with wood, and driue him out of the lande of the liuing, that his name shall neuer be thought vpon.
13Though I tary neuer so much, yet the graue is my house, & I haue made my bed in the darke.
15Where is then now my hope? or who hath considered the thing that I loke for?
6He hath set me in darknesse, as they that be dead for euer.
2O that I were as I was in the monethes by past, and in the daies when God preserued me:
17He hath put my soule out of rest, I forget all good thinges.
19Alas howe am I hurt? alas howe paynefull are my scourges vnto me? for I consider this sorowe by my selfe, and I must suffer it.
47Remember what I am, howe short my tyme is of lyfe: wherfore hast thou created in vayne all the sonnes of men?
17Because I am not cut of before the darkenesse, neither hath he couered the cloude fro my face.
29If I be wicked, why then labour I in vayne?
8Yea and the eye that hath seene me, shal see me no more: for yer thou fasten thyne eye vpon me, I come to naught.
21Why doest thou not pardon my trespasses, and take away myne iniquitie? Behold, nowe must I sleepe in the dust, and if thou sekest me to morowe in the morning, I shal not be.
6My dayes passe ouer more spedyly then a weauers shuttle, and are spent without hope.
10For my life is wasted with sorow, and mine eares with mourning: my strength fayleth me because of mine iniquitie, and my bones are putrified.
4I am counted as one of them that go downe vnto the pit: and I am nowe become a man that hath no strength.
15He that fashioned me in my mothers wombe, made he not him also? were we not both shapen a like in our mothers bodies?
21For though I be an innocent and my conscience cleare, yet am I weery of my lyfe.
22Yet the number of my yeres is come, and the way that I must go is at hand, from whence I shall not turne againe.
13Is it not so that there is in me no helpe? & that my substaunce is taken from me?
15What shall I say? The Lorde hath made a promise to me, yea and he hym selfe hath perfourmed it: I shall therefore so long as I lyue remember this bitternesse of my lyfe.