📖 Job 27
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And Iob proceeded and went foorth in his parable, saying,
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As God lyueth whiche hath taken away my iudgement, and the almightie that hath vexed my minde:
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Whyle my breath is in me, and the winde that God hath geuen me is in my nostrels,
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My lippes shall talke of no vanitie, and my tongue shall speake no disceite.
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God forbyd that I should graunt your cause to be right: As for me, vntill myne end come will I neuer go fro myne innocentie.
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My righteous dealing kepe I fast, which I will not forsake: my heart shal not reproue me of my dayes.
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Therfore myne enemie shalbe founde as the vngodly, and he that taketh part against me, as the vnrighteous.
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For what hope hath the hypocrite though he haue great good, if God take away his soule?
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Will God heare his crye, when trouble commeth vpon him?
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Hath he such pleasure and delite in the almightie, that he dare alway call vpon God?
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I wil teache you in the name of God, and the thing of the almightie will I not kepe from you.
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Behold, all ye your selues haue seene it, why then do ye thus vanishe in vanitie?
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Saying: This is the portion that the wicked haue of God, and the heritage that tyrauntes shall receaue of the almightie.
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If he get many children, they shall perishe with the sworde, and his posteritie shall haue scarcenesse of bread.
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His remnaunt shalbe buried in death, and his widowes shall not weepe.
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Though he heape vp siluer as the dust, and prepare rayment as the clay:
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He may well prepare it, but the godly shall put it on, and the innocent shall deale out the money.
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He buyldeth his house as the moth, & as a booth that the watchman maketh.
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When the riche man sleepeth, he shall not be gathered to his fathers, they opened their eyes, and he was gone.
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Terrour taketh holde vpon hym as a water fludde, and the tempest stealeth him away in the night season.
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A vehement east winde caryeth him hence, and he departeth: a storme hurleth him out of his place.
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God shal cast vpon him, and not spare, though he woulde fayne flee out of his hande.
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Then clap men their handes at hym, and hisse at him out of his place.