Great(i)
1 Iob answered, and sayde:
2 My sayinge is yet this daye in bytternes, and my hande heuy because of my gronynge.
3 O that I myght se him, and fynde hym: O that I myght come before his seate,
4 to pleate my cause before him, and to fyll my mouth with argumentes.
5 That I myght knowe, what answere he wolde geue me: and that I myght vnderstande, what he wolde saye vnto me.
6 Wyll he pleate agaynst me with his great power and strength?
7 No, but he wyll make me the stronger. He that is iust, shall entre disputacion with hym, and my iudge shall delyuer me for euer.
8 Beholde, though I go before, I fynde him: If I come behynde, I can get no knowledge of him:
9 Yf I go on the left syde where he doth hys worcke, I cannot atteyne vnto hym. A gayne, yf I go on the ryght syd, he hydeth hym selfe, that I cannot se him.
10 But as for my waye, he knoweth it: and tryeth me as the golde in the fyre.
11 My fote doth kepe his path, his hye waye haue I holden, and will not go out of it.
12 I will not forsake the commaundement of his lippes, but loke what he charged me with his mouth, that haue I shutt vp in my herte.
13 He is styll at one poynt, and who wyll turne him back? He doth as him listeth, and bringeth to passe what he will.
14 He perfourmeth the thynge that is appoynted for me, & many soch thynges doth he.
15 This is the cause that I shrincke at his presence, so that when I consydre hym, I am afrayed of him.
16 For in somoch as he is God, he maketh my herte soft: and seynge that he is Allmyghtie, he putteth me in feare.
17 Thus can not I gett out of darckenesse, nether hath he couered the cloude fro my face.