Coverdale(i)
39 Loke what was torne of beastes, I brought it not vnto ye, I was fayne to paie it my self: thou requyredest it of my hande, whether it were stollen fro me by daye or by night.
40 On the daye tyme the heate cosumed me, and the frost on the night, and my slepe departed fro myne eyes.
41 Thus haue I serued twentye yeare in thy house, fourtene yeares for thy doughters, & sixe for thy flocke, and ten tymes hast thou chaunged my rewarde: