Matthew(i)
11 God hath geuen me ouer to the vngodly, & deliuered me into the handes of the wycked.
12 I was somtyme in wealth, but sodenlye hath broughte me to noughte. He hath taken me by the neck, he hath rente me, and set me, as it were a marck for hym to shute at.
13 He hath compased me roundeaboute with his dartes, he hath wounded my loynes, and not spared. My bowels hath he poured vpon the grounde.
14 Ye hath geuen the one wounde vpon another, and is fallen vpon me lyke a giaunte.
15 I haue sowed a sack cloth vpon my skynne, and lye with my strength in the dust.
16 My face is swollen with wepyng, & myne eyes are waxen dymne.
17 Howbeit there is no wyckednesse in my handes, and my prayer is cleane.
18 O earth, couer not my bloud, and let my cryenge fynde no rowme.
19 For lo, my witnesse is in heauen, & he that knoweth me, is aboue in the heyght.
20 My frendes laugh me to scorne, but myne eye poureth out teares vnto God.
21 Though a body myght pleate with God, as one man doth with another,