1 WYC Lo! myn iye siy alle thingis, and myn eere herde; and Y vndurstood alle thingis. BSB BSB: “Indeed, my eyes have seen all this; my ears have heard and understood.
2 WYC Euene with youre kunnyng also Y kan, and Y am not lowere than ye. BSB BSB: What you know, I also know; I am not inferior to you.
3 WYC But netheles Y schal speke to Almyyti God, and Y coueite to dispute with God; BSB BSB: Yet I desire to speak to the Almighty and argue my case before God.
4 WYC and firste Y schewe you makeris of leesyng, and louyeris of weyward techyngis. BSB BSB: You, however, smear with lies; you are all worthless physicians.
5 WYC And `Y wolde that ye weren stille, that ye weren gessid to be wise men. BSB BSB: If only you would remain silent; for that would be your wisdom!
6 WYC Therfor here ye my chastisyngis; and perseyue ye the doom of my lippis. BSB BSB: Hear now my argument, and listen to the plea of my lips.
7 WYC Whether God hath nede to youre leesyng, that ye speke gilis for hym? BSB BSB: Will you speak wickedly on God’s behalf or speak deceitfully for Him?
8 WYC Whether ye taken his face, and enforsen to deme for God? BSB BSB: Would you show Him partiality or argue in His defense?
9 WYC Ethir it schal plese hym, fro whom no thing mai be hid? Whether he as a man schal be disseyued with youre falsnessis? BSB BSB: Would it be well when He examined you? Could you deceive Him as you would deceive a man?
10 WYC He schal repreue you; for ye taken his face in hiddlis. BSB BSB: Surely He would rebuke you if you secretly showed partiality.
11 WYC Anoon as he schal stire hym, he schal disturble you; and his drede schal falle on you. BSB BSB: Would His majesty not terrify you? Would the dread of Him not fall upon you?
12 WYC Youre mynde schal be comparisound to aische; and youre nollis schulen be dryuun in to clei. BSB BSB: Your maxims are proverbs of ashes; your defenses are defenses of clay.
13 WYC Be ye stille a litil, that Y speke, what euer thing the mynde hath schewid to me. BSB BSB: Be silent, and I will speak. Then let come to me what may.
14 WYC Whi to-rende Y my fleischis with my teeth, and bere my lijf in myn hondis? BSB BSB: Why do I put myself at risk and take my life in my own hands?
15 WYC Yhe, thouy God sleeth me, Y schal hope in hym; netheles Y schal preue my weies in his siyt. BSB BSB: Though He slay me, I will hope in Him. I will still defend my ways to His face.
16 WYC And he schal be my sauyour; for whi ech ypocrite schal not come in his siyt. BSB BSB: Moreover, this will be my salvation, for no godless man can appear before Him.
17 WYC Here ye my word, and perseyue ye with eeris derke and harde figuratif spechis. BSB BSB: Listen carefully to my words; let my declaration ring in your ears.
18 WYC Yf Y schal be demed, Y woot that Y schal be foundun iust. BSB BSB: See now, I have prepared my case; I know that I will be vindicated.
19 WYC Who is he that is demed with me? Come he; whi am Y stille, and am wastid? BSB BSB: Can anyone indict me? If so, I will be silent and die.
20 WYC Do thou not to me twei thingis oneli; and thanne Y schal not be hid fro thi face. BSB BSB: Only grant these two things to me, so that I need not hide from You:
21 WYC Make thin hond fer fro me; and thi drede make not me aferd. BSB BSB: Withdraw Your hand from me, and do not let Your terror frighten me.
22 WYC Clepe thou me, and Y schal answere thee; ethir certis Y schal speke, and thou schalt answere me. BSB BSB: Then call me, and I will answer, or let me speak, and You can reply.
23 WYC Hou grete synnes and wickidnessis haue Y? Schewe thou to me my felonyes, and trespassis. BSB BSB: How many are my iniquities and sins? Reveal to me my transgression and sin.
24 WYC Whi hidist thou thi face, and demest me thin enemy? BSB BSB: Why do You hide Your face and consider me as Your enemy?
25 WYC Thou schewist thi myyt ayens a leef, which is rauyschid with the wynd; and thou pursuest drye stobil. BSB BSB: Would You frighten a windblown leaf? Would You chase after dry chaff?
26 WYC For thou writist bitternessis ayens me; and wolt waste me with the synnes of my yong wexynge age. BSB BSB: For You record bitter accusations against me and bequeath to me the iniquities of my youth.
27 WYC Thou hast set my foot in a stok, and thou hast kept alle my pathis; and thou hast biholde the steppis of my feet. BSB BSB: You put my feet in the stocks and stand watch over all my paths; You set a limit for the soles of my feet.
28 WYC And Y schal be wastid as rot, and as a cloth, which is etun of a mouyte. BSB BSB: So man wastes away like something rotten, like a moth-eaten garment.
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