Wycliffe(i)
6 Lo! God made me as and thee; and also Y am formyd of the same cley.
7 Netheles my myracle make thee not afeerd, and myn eloquence be not greuouse to thee.
8 Therfor thou seidist in myn eeris, and Y herde the vois of thi wordis;
9 Y am cleene, and with out gilt, and vnwemmed, and wickidnesse is not in me.
10 `For God foond querels in me, therfor he demyde me enemy to hym silf.
11 He hath set my feet in a stok; he kepte alle my pathis.
12 Therfor this thing it is, in which thou art not maad iust; Y schal answere to thee, that God is more than man.
13 Thou stryuest ayenus God, that not at alle wordis he answeride to thee.
14 God spekith onys, and the secounde tyme he rehersith not the same thing.
15 God spekith bi a dreem in the visioun of nyyt, whanne sleep fallith on men, and thei slepen in the bed.
16 Thanne he openith the eeris of men, and he techith hem, `and techith prudence;
17 that he turne awei a man fro these thingis whiche he made, and delyuere hym fro pride; delyuerynge his soule fro corrupcioun,
18 and his lijf, that it go not in to swerd.