Job 23

1 Sotheli Joob answeride, and seide,

Then Job answered,

2 Now also my word is in bitternesse, and the hond of my wounde is agreggid on my weilyng.

"Even today my complaint is rebellious. His hand is heavy in spite of my groaning.

3 Who yyueth to me, that Y knowe, and fynde hym, and come `til to his trone?

Oh that I knew where I might find him. That I might come even to his seat.

4 Y schal sette doom bifor hym, and Y schal fille my mouth with blamyngis;

I would set my cause in order before him, and fill my mouth with arguments.

5 that Y kunne the wordis, whiche he schal answere to me, and that Y vnderstonde, what he schal speke to me.

I would know the words which he would answer me, and understand what he would tell me.

6 Y nyle, that he stryue with me bi greet strengthe, nether oppresse me with the heuynesse of his greetnesse.

Would he contend with me in the greatness of his power? No, but he would listen to me.

7 Sette he forth equite ayens me, and my doom come perfitli to victorie.

There the upright might reason with him, so I should be delivered forever from my judge.

8 If Y go to the eest, God apperith not; if Y go to the west, Y schal not vndurstonde hym; if Y go to the left side,

"If I go east, he is not there; if west, I can't find him;

9 what schal Y do? Y schal not take hym; if Y turne me to the riyt side, Y schal not se hym.

He works to the north, but I can't see him. He turns south, but I can't catch a glimpse of him.

10 But he knowith my weie, and he schal preue me as gold, that passith thorouy fier.

But he knows the way that I take. When he has tried me, I shall come forth like gold.

11 My foot suede hise steppis; Y kepte his weie, and Y bowide not awey fro it.

My foot has held fast to his steps. I have kept his way, and not turned aside.

12 Y yede not awei fro the comaundementis of hise lippis; and Y hidde in my bosum the wordis of his mouth.

I haven't gone back from the commandment of his lips. I have treasured up the words of his mouth more than my necessary food.

13 For he is aloone, and no man may turne awei hise thouytis; and what euer thing he wolde, his wille dide this thing.

But he stands alone, and who can oppose him? What his soul desires, even that he does.

14 Whanne he hath fillid his wille in me, also many othere lijk thingis ben redi to hym.

For he performs that which is appointed for me. Many such things are with him.

15 And therfor Y am disturblid of his face, and Y biholdynge hym am anguyschid for drede.

Therefore I am terrified at his presence. When I consider, I am afraid of him.

16 God hath maad neische myn herte, and Almyyti God hath disturblid me.

For God has made my heart faint. Shaddai has terrified me.

17 For Y perischide not for derknessis neiyynge; nethir myist hilide my face.

Because I was not cut off before the darkness, neither did he cover the thick darkness from my face.