1 WYC Also Joob addide, takynge his parable, and seide, BSB BSB: And Job continued his discourse:
2 WYC Who yyueth to me, that I be bisidis the elde monethis, bi the daies in whiche God kepte me? BSB BSB: “How I long for the months gone by, for the days when God watched over me,
3 WYC Whanne his lanterne schynede on myn heed, and Y yede in derknessis at his liyt. BSB BSB: when His lamp shone above my head, and by His light I walked through the darkness,
4 WYC As Y was in the daies of my yongthe, whanne in priuete God was in my tabernacle. BSB BSB: when I was in my prime, when the friendship of God rested on my tent,
5 WYC Whanne Almyyti God was with me, and my children weren in my cumpas; BSB BSB: when the Almighty was still with me and my children were around me,
6 WYC whanne Y waischide my feet in botere, and the stoon schedde out to me the stremes of oile; BSB BSB: when my steps were bathed in cream and the rock poured out for me streams of oil!
7 WYC whanne Y yede forth to the yate of the citee, and in the street thei maden redi a chaier to me. BSB BSB: When I went out to the city gate and took my seat in the public square,
8 WYC Yonge men, `that is, wantoun, sien me, and weren hid, and elde men risynge vp stoden; BSB BSB: the young men saw me and withdrew, and the old men rose to their feet.
9 WYC princes ceessiden to speke, and puttiden the fyngur on her mouth; BSB BSB: The princes refrained from speaking and covered their mouths with their hands.
10 WYC duykis refreyneden her vois, and her tunge cleuyde to her throte. BSB BSB: The voices of the nobles were hushed, and their tongues stuck to the roofs of their mouths.
11 WYC An eere herynge blesside me, and an iye seynge yeldide witnessyng to me; BSB BSB: For those who heard me called me blessed, and those who saw me commended me,
12 WYC for Y hadde delyueride a pore man criynge, and a fadirles child, that hadde noon helpere. BSB BSB: because I rescued the poor who cried out and the fatherless who had no helper.
13 WYC The blessyng of a man `to perische cam on me, and Y coumfortide the herte of a widewe. BSB BSB: The dying man blessed me, and I made the widow’s heart sing for joy.
14 WYC Y was clothid with riytfulnesse; and Y clothide me as with a cloth, and with my `doom a diademe. BSB BSB: I put on righteousness, and it clothed me; justice was my robe and my turban.
15 WYC Y was iye `to a blynde man, and foot to a crokyd man. BSB BSB: I served as eyes to the blind and as feet to the lame.
16 WYC Y was a fadir of pore men; and Y enqueride most diligentli the cause, which Y knew not. BSB BSB: I was a father to the needy, and I took up the case of the stranger.
17 WYC Y al tobrak the grete teeth of the wickid man, and Y took awei prey fro hise teeth. BSB BSB: I shattered the fangs of the unjust and snatched the prey from his teeth.
18 WYC And Y seide, Y schal die in my nest; and as a palm tre Y schal multiplie daies. BSB BSB: So I thought: ‘I will die in my nest and multiply my days as the sand.
19 WYC My roote is openyde bisidis watris, and deew schal dwelle in my repyng. BSB BSB: My roots will spread out to the waters, and the dew will rest nightly on my branches.
20 WYC My glorie schal euere be renulid, and my bouwe schal be astorid in myn hond. BSB BSB: My glory is ever new within me, and my bow is renewed in my hand.’
21 WYC Thei, that herden me, abiden my sentence; and thei weren ententif, and weren stille to my counsel. BSB BSB: Men listened to me with expectation, waiting silently for my counsel.
22 WYC Thei dursten no thing adde to my wordis; and my speche droppide on hem. BSB BSB: After my words, they spoke no more; my speech settled on them like dew.
23 WYC Thei abididen me as reyn; and thei openyden her mouth as to the softe reyn `comynge late. BSB BSB: They waited for me as for rain and drank in my words like spring showers.
24 WYC If ony tyme Y leiyide to hem, thei bileueden not; and the liyt of my cheer felde not doun in to erthe. BSB BSB: If I smiled at them, they did not believe it; the light of my countenance was precious.
25 WYC If Y wolde go to hem, Y sat the firste; and whanne Y sat as kyng, while the oost stood aboute, netheles Y was comfortour of hem that morenyden. BSB BSB: I chose their course and presided as chief. So I dwelt as a king among his troops, as a comforter of the mourners.
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