7 Job declareth how the prosperitie of the wicked maketh them proud. 15 In so much that they blaspheme God. 16 Their destruction is at hand 23 None oght to be judged wicked for affliction, nether good for prosperitie.
1.But Job answered, & said,
3.Suffre me, that I may speake, and when I have spoken, mock on.
6.Even when I remember, I am afraied, & feare taketh holde on my flesh.
8.Their sede is established in their sight with them, and their generacion before their eies.
9.Their houses are peaceable without feare, and the rod of God is not upon them.
10.Their bullocke gendreth, & faileth not: their cowe calveth, and casteth not her calfe.
12.They take the tabret and harpe, & rejoyce in the sounde of the organs.
15.Who is the Almightie, that we shulde serve him? and what profite shulde we have, if we shulde pray unto him?
17.How oft shal the candel of the wicked be put out? and their destruction come upon them? he will devide their lives in his wrath.
18.They shal be as stubble before the winde, and as chaffe that the storme caryeth away.
19.God wil lay up the sorow of the father for his children: when he rewardeth him, he shal knowe it.
21.For what pleasure hathe he in his house after him, when the nomber of his moneths is cut of?
24.His breasts are full of milke, and his bones runne ful of marowe.
27.Beholde, I know your thoghts, and the enterprises, wherewith ye do me wrong.
32.Yet shal he be broght to the grave, and remaine in the heape.