Job 13
1 Loe, mine eye hath seene all this: mine eare hath heard, and vnderstande it.
Lo! myn iye siy alle thingis, and myn eere herde; and Y vndurstood alle thingis.
2 I knowe also as much as you knowe: I am not inferiour vnto you.
Euene with youre kunnyng also Y kan, and Y am not lowere than ye.
3 But I will speake to the Almightie, and I desire to dispute with God.
But netheles Y schal speke to Almyyti God, and Y coueite to dispute with God;
4 For in deede ye forge lyes, and all you are physitions of no value.
and firste Y schewe you makeris of leesyng, and louyeris of weyward techyngis.
5 Oh, that you woulde holde your tongue, that it might be imputed to you for wisedome!
And `Y wolde that ye weren stille, that ye weren gessid to be wise men.
6 Nowe heare my disputation, and giue eare to the arguments of my lips.
Therfor here ye my chastisyngis; and perseyue ye the doom of my lippis.
7 Will ye speake wickedly for Gods defence, and talke deceitfully for his cause?
Whether God hath nede to youre leesyng, that ye speke gilis for hym?
8 Will ye accept his person? or will ye contende for God?
Whether ye taken his face, and enforsen to deme for God?
9 Is it well that he shoulde seeke of you? will you make a lye for him, as one lyeth for a man?
Ethir it schal plese hym, fro whom no thing mai be hid? Whether he as a man schal be disseyued with youre falsnessis?
10 He will surely reprooue you, if ye doe secretly accept any person.
He schal repreue you; for ye taken his face in hiddlis.
11 Shall not his excellencie make you afraid? and his feare fall vpon you?
Anoon as he schal stire hym, he schal disturble you; and his drede schal falle on you.
12 Your memories may be compared vnto ashes, and your bodyes to bodyes of clay.
Youre mynde schal be comparisound to aische; and youre nollis schulen be dryuun in to clei.
13 Holde your tongues in my presence, that I may speake, and let come vpon what will.
Be ye stille a litil, that Y speke, what euer thing the mynde hath schewid to me.
14 Wherefore doe I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my soule in mine hande?
Whi to-rende Y my fleischis with my teeth, and bere my lijf in myn hondis?
15 Loe, though he slay me, yet will I trust in him, and I will reprooue my wayes in his sight.
Yhe, thouy God sleeth me, Y schal hope in hym; netheles Y schal preue my weies in his siyt.
16 He shalbe my saluation also: for the hypocrite shall not come before him.
And he schal be my sauyour; for whi ech ypocrite schal not come in his siyt.
17 Heare diligently my wordes, and marke my talke.
Here ye my word, and perseyue ye with eeris derke and harde figuratif spechis.
18 Beholde nowe: if I prepare me to iudgement, I knowe that I shalbe iustified.
Yf Y schal be demed, Y woot that Y schal be foundun iust.
19 Who is he, that will pleade with me? for if I nowe holde my tongue, I dye.
Who is he that is demed with me? Come he; whi am Y stille, and am wastid?
20 But doe not these two things vnto me: then will I not hide my selfe from thee.
Do thou not to me twei thingis oneli; and thanne Y schal not be hid fro thi face.
21 Withdrawe thine hande from me, and let not thy feare make me afraide.
Make thin hond fer fro me; and thi drede make not me aferd.
22 Then call thou, and I will answere: or let me speake, and answere thou me.
Clepe thou me, and Y schal answere thee; ethir certis Y schal speke, and thou schalt answere me.
23 Howe many are mine iniquities and sinnes? shewe me my rebellion, and my sinne.
Hou grete synnes and wickidnessis haue Y? Schewe thou to me my felonyes, and trespassis.
24 Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and takest me for thine enemie?
Whi hidist thou thi face, and demest me thin enemy?
25 Wilt thou breake a leafe driuen to and from? and wilt thou pursue the drie stubble?
Thou schewist thi myyt ayens a leef, which is rauyschid with the wynd; and thou pursuest drye stobil.
26 For thou writest bitter things against me, and makest me to possesse the iniquities of my youth.
For thou writist bitternessis ayens me; and wolt waste me with the synnes of my yong wexynge age.
27 Thou puttest my feete also in the stocks, and lookest narrowly vnto all my pathes, and makest the print thereof in ye heeles of my feet.
Thou hast set my foot in a stok, and thou hast kept alle my pathis; and thou hast biholde the steppis of my feet.
28 Such one consumeth like a rotten thing, and as a garment that is motheaten.
And Y schal be wastid as rot, and as a cloth, which is etun of a mouyte.
