Job 2:5 Cross References - Coverdale

⁵ But laye thine honde vpon him, touch him once vpon the bone and flesh, and (I holde) he shall curse the to thy face.

¹⁵ And saye vnto the childre of Israel. Who so euer blasphemeth his God, shall beare his synne:

¹⁷ And Dauid sayde vnto God: Am not I he that caused the people to be nombred? I am he that hath synned and done euell: as for these shepe, what haue they done? LORDE my God, let thine hande be agaynst me and agaynst my fathers house, and not agaynst thy people to plage them.

⁵ So when they had passed ouer the tyme of their banckettinge rounde aboute, Iob sent for them, and clensed them agayne, stode vp early, and offred for euery one a bretofferinge. For Iob thought thus: peraduenture my sonnes haue done some offence, and haue bene vnthankfull to God in their hertes. And thus dyd Iob euery daye.

¹¹ But laye thyne honde vpo him a litle, touch once all that he hath, and (I holde) he shall curse the to thy face.

⁹ Then sayde his wife vnto him: Dost thou yet cotynue in thy perfectnesse? curse God, & dye.

²⁰ My bone hangeth to my skynne, and the flesh is awaye, only there is left me the skynne aboute my teth. ²¹ Haue pite vpon me, haue pite vpon me (o ye my frendes) for the hande of the LORDE hath touched me.

³ For whyle I helde my tonge, my bones consumed awaye thorow my daylie complaynynges. ⁴ And because thy hande was so heuy vpon me both daye and night, my moysture was like the drouth in Sommer. Sela.

² For thy arowes stick fast in me, and thy honde presseth me sore. ³ There is no whole parte in my body, because of thy displeasure: there is no rest in my bones, by reason of my synnes. ⁴ For my wickednesses are gone ouer my heade, and are like a sore burthen, to heuy forme to beare. ⁵ My woundes styncke & are corrupte, thorow my folishnesse. ⁶ I am brought into so greate trouble and misery, that I go mournynge all the daye longe. ⁷ For my loynes are clene dried vp, and there is no whole parte in my body.

¹⁰ I kepe sylece, and open not my mouth, for thou hast done it. Turne thy plages awaye fro me, for I am cosumed thorow the feare of thy hade.

²¹ Yf he do not this, he stombleth and suffreth huger. And yf he suffre honger, he is out of pacience, and blasphemeth his kynge and his God. Then loketh he vpwarde, and downewarde to the earth,