2 Job reproveth his friends, 15 And reciteth his miseries and grievous peines 25 He assureth him self of the general resurrection.
1.But Job answered, and said,
2.How long wil ye vexe my soule, and torment me with wordes?
5.But in dede if ye wil advance your selves against me, and rebuke me for my reproche,
7.Beholde, I crye out of violence, but I have none answer: I crye but there is no judgement.
11.And he hathe kindled his wrath against me. and counteth me as one of his enemies,
13.He hathe removed my brethren farre from me, and also mine acquaintance were strangers unto me.
14.My neighbours have forsaken me, and my familiars have forgotten me.
16.I called my servant, but he wolde not answer, thogh I praied him with my mouth.
18.The wicked also despised me, and when I rose, they spake against me.
19.All my secret friends abhorred me, and they whome I loved, are turned against me.
23.Oh that my wordes were now writen! oh that thei were writen even in a boke!
27.Whome I my self shal se, and mine eies shal beholde, & nonother for me, thogh my reines are consumed within me.