1 WYC Sotheli Joob answeride, and seide, BSB BSB: Then Job answered:
2 WYC Now also my word is in bitternesse, and the hond of my wounde is agreggid on my weilyng. BSB BSB: “Even today my complaint is bitter. His hand is heavy despite my groaning.
4 WYC Y schal sette doom bifor hym, and Y schal fille my mouth with blamyngis; BSB BSB: I would plead my case before Him and fill my mouth with arguments.
5 WYC that Y kunne the wordis, whiche he schal answere to me, and that Y vnderstonde, what he schal speke to me. BSB BSB: I would learn how He would answer, and consider what He would say.
6 WYC Y nyle, that he stryue with me bi greet strengthe, nether oppresse me with the heuynesse of his greetnesse. BSB BSB: Would He contend with me in His great power? No, He would certainly take note of me.
7 WYC Sette he forth equite ayens me, and my doom come perfitli to victorie. BSB BSB: Then an upright man could reason with Him, and I would be delivered forever from my Judge.
9 WYC what schal Y do? Y schal not take hym; if Y turne me to the riyt side, Y schal not se hym. BSB BSB: When He is at work in the north, I cannot behold Him; when He turns to the south, I cannot see Him.
10 WYC But he knowith my weie, and he schal preue me as gold, that passith thorouy fier. BSB BSB: Yet He knows the way I have taken; when He has tested me, I will come forth as gold.
11 WYC My foot suede hise steppis; Y kepte his weie, and Y bowide not awey fro it. BSB BSB: My feet have followed in His tracks; I have kept His way without turning aside.
12 WYC Y yede not awei fro the comaundementis of hise lippis; and Y hidde in my bosum the wordis of his mouth. BSB BSB: I have not departed from the command of His lips; I have treasured the words of His mouth more than my daily bread.
13 WYC For he is aloone, and no man may turne awei hise thouytis; and what euer thing he wolde, his wille dide this thing. BSB BSB: But He is unchangeable, and who can oppose Him? He does what He desires.
14 WYC Whanne he hath fillid his wille in me, also many othere lijk thingis ben redi to hym. BSB BSB: For He carries out His decree against me, and He has many such plans.
15 WYC And therfor Y am disturblid of his face, and Y biholdynge hym am anguyschid for drede. BSB BSB: Therefore I am terrified in His presence; when I consider this, I fear Him.
16 WYC God hath maad neische myn herte, and Almyyti God hath disturblid me. BSB BSB: God has made my heart faint; the Almighty has terrified me.
17 WYC For Y perischide not for derknessis neiyynge; nethir myist hilide my face. BSB BSB: Yet I am not silenced by the darkness, by the thick darkness that covers my face.
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