1 WYC Forsothe these thre men leften of to answere Joob, for he semyde a iust man to hem. BSB BSB: So these three men stopped answering Job, because he was righteous in his own eyes.
2 WYC And Helyu, the sone of Barachel Buzites, of the kynrede of Ram, was wrooth, and hadde indignacioun; forsothe he was wrooth ayens Joob, for he seide hym silf to be iust bifor God. BSB BSB: This kindled the anger of Elihu son of Barachel the Buzite, of the family of Ram. He burned with anger against Job for justifying himself rather than God,
3 WYC Sotheli Helyu hadde indignacioun ayens the thre frendis of hym, for thei hadden not founde resonable answere, but oneli hadde condempned Joob. BSB BSB: and he burned with anger against Job’s three friends because they had failed to refute Job, and yet had condemned him.
4 WYC Therfor Helyu abood Joob spekynge, for thei, that spaken, weren eldere men. BSB BSB: Now Elihu had waited to speak to Job because the others were older than he.
5 WYC But whanne he hadde seyn, that thre men myyten not answere, he was wrooth greetly. BSB BSB: But when he saw that the three men had no further reply, his anger was kindled.
6 WYC And Helyu, the sone of Barachel Buzites, answeride, and seyde, Y am yongere in tyme, sotheli ye ben eldere; therfor with heed holdun doun Y dredde to schewe to you my sentence. BSB BSB: So Elihu son of Barachel the Buzite declared: “I am young in years, while you are old; that is why I was timid and afraid to tell you what I know.
7 WYC For Y hopide that lengere age schulde speke, and that the multitude of yeeris schulden teche wisdom. BSB BSB: I thought that age should speak, and many years should teach wisdom.
8 WYC But as Y se, spirit is in men, and the enspiryng `ether reuelacioun, of Almyyti God yyueth vndurstondyng. BSB BSB: But there is a spirit in a man, the breath of the Almighty, that gives him understanding.
9 WYC Men of long lijf ben not wise, and elde men vndurstonden not doom. BSB BSB: It is not only the old who are wise, or the elderly who understand justice.
10 WYC Therfor Y schal seie, Here ye me, and Y also schal schewe my kunnyng to you. BSB BSB: Therefore I say, ‘Listen to me; I too will declare what I know.’
11 WYC For Y abood youre wordis, Y herde youre prudence, as long as ye dispuytiden in youre wordis. BSB BSB: Indeed, I waited while you spoke; I listened to your reasoning; as you searched for words,
12 WYC And as long as Y gesside you to seie ony thing, Y bihelde; but as Y se, `noon is of you, that may repreue Joob, and answere to hise wordis; BSB BSB: I paid you full attention. But no one proved Job wrong; not one of you rebutted his arguments.
13 WYC lest perauenture ye seien, We han founde wisdom; God, and not man, hath cast hym awei. BSB BSB: So do not claim, ‘We have found wisdom; let God, not man, refute him.’
14 WYC Joob spak no thing to me, and Y not bi youre wordis schal answere hym. BSB BSB: But Job has not directed his words against me, and I will not answer him with your arguments.
15 WYC Thei dredden, and answeriden no more, and token awei speche fro hem silf. BSB BSB: Job’s friends are dismayed, with no more to say; words have escaped them.
16 WYC Therfor for Y abood, and thei spaken not, thei stoden, and answeriden no more; also Y schal answere my part, BSB BSB: Must I wait, now that they are silent, now that they stand and no longer reply?
17 WYC and Y schal schewe my kunnyng. BSB BSB: I too will answer; yes, I will declare what I know.
18 WYC For Y am ful of wordis, and the spirit of my wombe, `that is, mynde, constreyneth me. BSB BSB: For I am full of words, and my spirit within me compels me.
19 WYC Lo! my wombe is as must with out `spigot, ether a ventyng, that brekith newe vessels. BSB BSB: Behold, my belly is like unvented wine; it is about to burst like a new wineskin.
20 WYC Y schal speke, and brethe ayen a litil; Y schal opene my lippis, and Y schal answere. BSB BSB: I must speak and find relief; I must open my lips and respond.
21 WYC Y schal not take the persoone of man, and Y schal not make God euene to man. BSB BSB: I will be partial to no one, nor will I flatter any man.
22 WYC For Y woot not hou long Y schal abide, and if my Makere take me awei `after a litil tyme. BSB BSB: For I do not know how to flatter, or my Maker would remove me in an instant.
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