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Geneva Bible (1599): Job 4

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1 Then Eliphaz the Temanite answered, and sayde,

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2 If we assay to commune with thee, wilt thou be grieued? but who can withholde himselfe from speaking?

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3 Behold, thou hast taught many, and hast strengthened the wearie hands.

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4 Thy wordes haue confirmed him that was falling, and thou hast strengthened the weake knees.

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5 But now it is come vpon thee, and thou art grieued: it toucheth thee, and thou art troubled.

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6 Is not this thy feare, thy confidence, thy pacience, and the vprightnesse of thy wayes?

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7 Remember, I pray thee: who euer perished, being an innocent? or where were the vpright destroyed?

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8 As I haue seene, they that plow iniquitie, and sowe wickednesse, reape the same.

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9 With the blast of God they perish, and with the breath of his nostrels are they cosumed.

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10 The roaring of the Lion, and the voyce of the Lionesse, and the teeth of the Lions whelpes are broken.

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11 The Lyon perisheth for lacke of pray, and the Lyons whelpes are scattered abroade.

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12 But a thing was brought to me secretly, and mine eare hath receiued a litle thereof.

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13 In the thoughtes of ye visions of the night, when sleepe falleth on men,

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14 Feare came vpon me, and dread which made all my bones to tremble.

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15 And the wind passed before me, and made the heares of my flesh to stande vp.

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16 Then stoode one, and I knewe not his face: an image was before mine eyes, and in silence heard I a voyce, saying,

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17 Shall man be more iust then God? or shall a man be more pure then his maker?

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18 Beholde, he founde no stedfastnesse in his Seruants, and laid follie vpon his Angels.

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19 Howe much more in them that dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, which shalbe destroyed before the moth?

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20 They be destroyed from the morning vnto the euening: they perish for euer, without regarde.

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21 Doeth not their dignitie goe away with them? do they not die, and that without wisdom?

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