Great(i)
1 Lo, all thys haue I sene with myne eye, heard with myne eare, and vnderstande it.
2 Loke what ye knowe, that same do I knowe also, nether am I inferior vnto you.
3 Neuerthelesse, I talke with the almyghtye, and my desire is to comen with God.
4 As for you, yeare worckmasters of lyes, and vnprofytable Phisicyans all together.
5 Wold God ye kepte your tonge, for then myght ye be taken for wyse men.
6 Now heare my chydyng, and pondre the sentence of my lyppes.
7 Do ye speake iniquite against God? and talke agaynst hym with disceate?
8 Wyll ye not accepte the person of hym? Or wyll ye contende with God?
9 Shall that helpe you, when he calleth you to rekeninge. For as one man mocketh another, so do ye mocke hym.
10 He shall punysh you, and reproue you, yf ye do secretly accept any personne.
11 Shall he not make you afrayed, when he sheweth hym selfe? Shall not hys terrible feare fall vpon you?
12 youre remembraunce is lyke vnto a sparke, and youre bodyes lyke the claye.
13 Holde your tonges for my sake, that I also maye speake, and my sorow shalbe the lesse.
14 Wherfore do I beare my flesh in my teth, and put my soule in myne handes?
15 Lo, though he slaye me, yet wyll I put my trust in hym. But I wil reproue myne awne wayes in his sight,
16 he shall make me whole: and there maye no ypocrite come before hym.
17 Heare my wordes, and pondre my sayenges with your eares.
18 Beholde, now haue I prepared my iudgement, and knowe that I shalbe founde ryghteous.
19 What is he, that wil go to lawe with me? that I maye nowe holde my tonge, and dye.
20 Neuertheles, graunt me two thynges, and then wyll I not hyde my selfe from the.
21 Withdrawe thyne hande from me, and let not the fearfull drede of the, make me afrayed.
22 And then call me, and I wil answere: or els, let me speake, and geue me thou an answere.
23 How many are my mysdedes & synnes? Lett me knowe my transgressyons and offences?
24 Wherfore hydest thou thy face, & holdest me for thyne enemye?
25 Wylt thou be so cruel and extreme vnto a flyeng leafe, and folowe vpon drye stubble?
26 for thou layest sharpely to my charge, and punysshest me for the synnes of my youth.
27 Thou puttest my fete also in the stockes: and lokest narowly vnto all my pathes, and marckest the steppes of my fete:
28 where as I (notwithstandynge) must consume lyke as a foule carion, & as a cloth that is motheaten.