Job 17
1 spiritus meus adtenuabitur dies mei breviabuntur et solum mihi superest sepulchrum
Mi spirit schal be maad feble; my daies schulen be maad schort, and oneli the sepulcre is left to me.
2 non peccavi et in amaritudinibus moratur oculus meus
Y have not synned, and myn iye dwellith in bittirnessis.
3 libera me et pone iuxta te et cuiusvis manus pugnet contra me
Lord, delyuere thou me, and sette thou me bisidis thee; and the hond of ech fiyte ayens me.
4 cor eorum longe fecisti a disciplina et propterea non exaltabuntur
Thou hast maad the herte of hem fer fro doctryn, `ethir knowyng of treuthe; therfor thei schulen not be enhaunsid.
5 praedam pollicetur sociis et oculi filiorum eius deficient
He bihetith prey to felowis, and the iyen of hise sones schulen faile.
6 posuit me quasi in proverbium vulgi et exemplum sum coram eis
He hath set as in to a prouerbe of the comyn puple, and his saumple bifor hem.
7 caligavit ab indignatione oculus meus et membra mea quasi in nihili redacta sunt
Myn `iye dasewide at indignacioun; and my membris ben dryuun as in to nouyt.
8 stupebunt iusti super hoc et innocens contra hypocritam suscitabitur
Iust men schulen wondre on this thing; and an innocent schal be reisid ayens an ypocrite.
9 et tenebit iustus viam suam et mundis manibus addet fortitudinem
And a iust man schal holde his weie, and he schal adde strengthe to clene hondis.
10 igitur vos omnes convertimini et venite et non inveniam in vobis ullum sapientem
Therfor alle `ye be conuertid, and come ye; and Y schal not fynde in you ony wiys man.
11 dies mei transierunt cogitationes meae dissipatae sunt torquentes cor meum
My daies ben passid; my thouytis ben scaterid, turmentynge myn herte.
12 noctem verterunt in diem et rursum post tenebras spero lucem
Tho han turned the nyyt `in to day; and eft aftir derknessis hope liyt.
If Y `susteyne, ether suffre pacientli, helle is myn hous; and Y haue arayede my bed in derknessis. (Sheol h7585)
14 putredini dixi pater meus es mater mea et soror mea vermibus
Y seide to rot, Thou art my fadur; and to wormes, Ye ben my modir and my sister.
15 ubi est ergo nunc praestolatio mea et patientiam meam quis considerat
Therfor where is now myn abidyng? and who biholdith my pacience?
