Matthew(i)
1 Iob answered, & sayd:
2 My sayinge is yet this day in bitternes & my hande heauy among my groninges.
3 O that I might se him, and fynde hym. O that I myght come before his seat,
4 to pleat my cause before him, & to fill my mouth wt argumentes.
5 That I might know, what answer he would geue me: & that I might vnderstand, what he woulde saye vnto me.
6 Wyl he pleate against me with his greate power & strength, or will he leane him selfe vtterly vpon me?
7 Oh no, let him not do so with me. But let him geue me lyke power to go to the lawe, then am I sure to winne my matter.
8 For though I go before, I fynde him not. Yf I come behynde, I can get no knowledge of him:
9 Yf I go on the left side to pondre his worckes, I can not atteine vnto them. Agayn, yf I go on the right syde, he hydeth him self, that I can not se him.
10 But as for my way, he knoweth it: & tryeth me as the goulde in the fyre.
11 Neuertheles my fete kepe his path, his hie strete haue I holden, and not gone oute of it.
12 I haue not forsaken the commaundemente of hys lippes, but loke what he charged me wt his mouth, that haue I shut vp in my herte.
13 It is he him selfe alone, who wyll turne hym back? He doth as him listeth, and bryngeth to passe what he will.
14 He rewardeth me into my bosome, and many other thinges mo doth he, as he maye by hys power.
15 Thys is the cause, that I shrincke at hys presence, so that when I consydre him, I am afrayed of hym.
16 For in so muche as he is God, he maketh my herte soft: and seynge that he is Almightye, he putteth me in feare.
17 Thus can not I get out of darcknesse, the cloude hath so couered my face.