Job 17:7 Cross References - Coverdale

⁷ My countenaunce is heuy for very anger, & the membres of my body are become like a shadowe.

⁸ (wherof my wryncles beare wytnesse) there stodeth vp a dyssembler to make me answere with lyes to my face.

¹⁶ My face is swolle with wepinge, & myne eyes are waxen dymne.

⁷ My coutenauce is chaunged for very inwarde grefe, I cosume awaye, I haue so many enemies.

⁹ Thou hast not delyuered me ouer in to the hodes of the enemie, but hast set my fete in a large rowme. ¹⁰ Haue mercy vpon me, O LORDE, for I am in trouble, myne eye is consumed for very heuynesse, yee my soule and my body.

²³ My knees are weake thorow fastinge, my flesh is dried vp for want of fatnesse.

¹² For who knoweth what is good for man lyuynge, in ye dayes of his vayne life, which is but a shadowe? Or, who wil tell a man, what shal happen after him vnder the Sonne?

¹⁷ Therfore oure hert is full of heuynesse, & oure eyes dymme: