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[JOB’S UPRIGHTNESS (1:1–6)]
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1175.
Job was a full gentyll Jew,
of hym is helfull forto here.
For whoso his condicions knew
of meknes myght fynd maters sere.
Ever in his trewth he was full trew,
os men may in his lyfyng lere.
He lyfed ever als a lele Ebrew,
in the land of us he had no pere.
All yf he ware to knaw
full mekyll in erthly myght,
In hert he was full law
and dred God day and nyght.
1176.
He honerd God in all degré
and ever was dredand to do yll.
Fro foyles was he freke to flee
and fayn all frenchep to fulfyll.
He had a wyfe both fayr and free
that redy was to werke his wyll,
And sevyn suns semly to se
and doyghturs thre full stabyll and styll.
Of gold God had hym sent
to mend with mony a store,
Rych robys, and ryall rent.
Myrth myght no man have more.
1177.
He had hymself sevyn thowsand schepe
in flokkes to flytt both to and fro,
Thre thowsand camels forto kepe,
and fyve hunderth asses also.
He had in hyllys and daylys depe
fyfty yoke of oxyn in ylkon two
And servantes wele to wake and slepe
in dyverse werkes with them to go.
For plowes he had plenté
his land to dele and dyght.
In all the Est cuntré
was non so mekyll of myght.
1178.
All yf he regned in rych aray,
of his gud rewle thus men may red:
He lyfed full lelly in His Lay
and to grefe God he had grett dred.
His sevyn suns, als I herd say,
mad ryall festes ther frendes to fede
Ever ylkon sere be dyverse day,
and ther thre systers con thei bede
Ther fest so forto fyll
with frendes old and yyng.
Ther fader com them tyll
and gafe them his blessyng.
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salutary to hear; (t-note)
(t-note)
loyal Jew
(i.e., on earth)
(t-note)
very humble (low)
afraid; evil
fools; eager
glad
sons handsome
great supply
sheep; (t-note)
flocks to go; (t-note)
donkeys
deep dales
(see note)
Although
good rule [of himself]; read
feasts
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[SATAN ASKS PERMISSION TO ATTACK JOB (1:7–12)]
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1179.
The Fend that is our fals enmy
to payr them putt hym furth in prese.
Unto them had he grett envy
and care to se them so wele encrese.
He come before God Allmighty
to gette hym leve, this is no lese,
With tene to turment Job body
so forto make his solace sese.
All yf our Lord wele wyst
of all his purpase playn,
Nerthelese yett als Hym lyst
the Fend thus con He frayn:
1180.
“Whens comys thou, tell me in this tyd,
and whore abowt now has thou bene?”
He sayd, “Ser, I have walked wyd
over all this werld withoutyn wene
So forto seke on ylka syde
for syners, and sum have I sene.
Thor is my bourd to gare them byd
tyll I may turment them with tene.”
God says, “Takes thou no hede
to Job, My trew servand,
How he of God has dred,
non lyke hym in no land?
1181.
“In mynd he is full meke and law,
both sobour and sothfast for certayn.”
Then sayd the Fend unto that saw,
“That Job Thee dredes ys all in vayn.
Thou has so clossed hym, well I knaw,
that no grefe may go hym agayn.
Bot and Thou wold Thi hand withdraw
and putt hym in my power playn,
Full sone then sall Thou se
how he suld turn full tyte.
He suld not sett be Thee
the mountynance of a myte.
1182.
“Thou makes his catell forto creve
and so Thou rewardes hym with ryches
That he may mene of no myschefe.
What ground is then of his gudnes?”
Then sayd our Lord, “I gyfe thee leve
of all his mobylles more and lese;
Bot loke that thou no malyce meve
his body to do any dystrese.
I graunt thee power playn
of all his erthly gud.”
Then was the Fend full fayn
and fast fro God he yode.
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(i.e., Satan)
injure; the throng; (see note)
sadness
lie; (see note)
injury
end
Even though; knew well
pleased
ask; (t-note)
From where
without doubt
sinners
game to cause; wait
low
truthful
those words
protected
against
if
(t-note)
very quickly
value of a mite
grow
(t-note)
movable goods
stir up
went
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[JOB LOSES HIS CHILDREN AND HIS RICHES (1:13–22)]
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1183.
So when tho two ware fayren in twene,
the Fend sone putt furth his power.
Job chylder then a howse within
ware bresed to ded and broyght on bere.
Sythyn all his bestes he wald not blyn
to slo them and his servandes sere.
And how this batell all con begyn,
berys wyttenese mony a messynger
That unto Job con tell,
syghand with sympyll chere,
How all this fayre befell.
Who wyll take hede may lere.
1184.
Fyrst com in on, wepand with wogh,
to Job whore he in blys con byd:
“Thin oxin went in wayn and plogh;
thin asses pasturd them besyd.
Com folk fro Saba and theyn them drogh
and slogh thin hyne, is not to hyd.
I wan away with noy enogh
to tell thee tythynges in this tyd.”
Unethes had he thus sayd
when another com in
With a full balfull brayd,
and thus he con begyn.
1185.
“A, ser,” he sayd, “to me take tent,
for I may tell of mekyll tene.
Thi sheperds and thi shepe ar shent,
and all ther welth is wastyd clene.
A sodan fyre was on them sent,
so brym before had never bene.
To bare bones all ar thei brent,
bot I that was not nere them sene,
I com thee forto tell
how all this tene betyd.”
Then langer he wold not dwell,
bot sone com in the thryd.
1186.
“Ser,” he sayd, “our yll enmyse,
the Caldews, that we ever hath dryd,
Thei come with thre grett cumpanys
of men of armys in yrne cled.
The camels all withoutyn price
have thei tone and furth with them led,
And sloyn thi servantes in the sam wyse
bot me allon, that fro them fled.
I was full fayn to fle
and sythyn full fast to go
Hyder at tell to thee
of all this were and wo.”
1187.
The ferth com then with febyll chere,
the hardest hap in hand had he.
“Alas,” he sayd, “for sorows sere,
that I suld ever sych syghtys se!
Thi sevyn suns and thre doyghturs dere
ar ded, therfor full wo is me.
I sall thee say on what manere,
for now ther may no mendes be.
Thei spake in certayn space
to ete and drynke togeydder
In the eldest brother place,
and ylkon come thei ydder.
1188.
“And als thei ware within the wonys,
sett at ther fest full fayr and fast,
A wynd com on them grett for the noyns
and all the howse sone down yt cast.
Yt bressed the barns both flesch and bons
so that thei myght no langer last.
I fled and was full wyll of wons
tyll I was fro the perels past.
And, ser, sen thus is kend,
I red yow werke als wyse.
Grett mornyng may not amend
wher no relefe may ryse.”
1189.
When Job had herd of all this care
and saw yt myght no bettur be,
His sorows ware so sere and sare
that non for syte may on hym see.
He rafe his cott and rent his hare,
swylke hevenes in hert had he.
Full well he wyst tho werkkes ware
of the Fend and of his fals meneye.
Down on his knese he kneled
full low by hym alon,
And to Hevyn he beheld,
and thus he made his mone:
1190.
“Lord God,” he sayd, “mekyll is Thi myght
amang mankynd here forto knaw,
That rewls all thyng be reson ryght
Thi ryalté forto rede by raw.
Thou dos nother be day ne nyght
bot dewly evynhede, os Thee aw.
Thou ponysch men here for ther plyght
at lern them forto luf Thin Law.
Thou kens me curtasly
of my defawtes before.
I wott I am worthy
for syn to suffere more.
1191.
“Thou gafe me of Thin awn gudnese
all werldly welth to weld at wyll,
All ryall rentes with grett ryches,
all folke to be tendand me untyll.
Now se I welle Thi wyll yt es
that fare no ferther to fulfyll.
Blessed Thou be with more and lese!
I love Thi layn both lowd and styll.”
When all this werke was wroyght,
als men full ryght may rede,
That Job yit trespast noyght
nother in word ne dede.
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(t-note)
beaten to death; biers
his (Job’s) beasts he (Satan); cease
weeping with woe
did live
went out with wagons and plows
drew them off
slew your servants
(t-note)
Scarcely
sorrowful rush
take heed; (t-note)
sadness
(see note)
such brim(stone)
burned
happened
Chaldeans; dreaded
(t-note)
except
(t-note)
fourth; (t-note)
(t-note)
(t-note)
building
at once
bruised the children
despair
sadness
varied and profound
grief; look
tore his coat; hair
(t-note)
lament
to rule properly
proper justice; ought
show; (t-note)
(t-note)
(t-note)
such things any further; (t-note)
in every way
laws; publicly and privately; (t-note)
(see note)
read
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[JOB LOSES HIS HEALTH (2:1–10)]
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1192.
Bot when the Fend saw for certayn
that Job wold not unbowsom be,
He hyde hym fast to God agayn
to greve Hym in gretter degré.
Bot God than to reprove hym playn
sayd, “Satanas, now may thou se
That Job dredes me not all in vayn
bot in lele luf and charité.
All wo that thou hath wroght
both to hym and hys hyne,
Thou may not chaunge his toyght
to skyft fro Me and Myne.”
1193.
Then sayd the Fend, “For all this fare
wyll he not waynd in warld to wend.
For catell wyll he have no care,
he trows his frend wyll hym dyffend.
Bot wold Thou towch his body bare
and suffer seknes on hym be send,
So suld Thou wytt yf that he ware
lele lastand in Thi Law to lend.”
God sayd, “I gyfe thee leve
of his body all be dene.
Bot luke that thou not greve
his sawle bot kepe yt clene.”
1194.
The Fend was then full fayn forthy
that he of Job had swylk powsté.
He mared hym sone with meselry,
fro hed to fote nothyng was fre,
Bot blayns and bledders all his body
and scabbes whor skyn was wonnt to be.
So satt he syghand sorely,
grett sorow yt was that syght to se.
All folke then hym forsoke
that was his frend before.
Men lathed on hym to loke
and ylk day more and more.
1195.
The Fend more care unto hym cast
to make hym wake and wyll of wone.
Thys blayns and bleders bolnd and brast
and mad the flesch flytt fro the bone.
His servandes, that before ware fast,
ware fayn to fle and leved none.
Bot so he was kest at the last
in a mydyng sett allone.
He that no man wold greve
befor for his ryches,
Now was muke most his releve
forto inforse his flesch.
1196.
He had no howse in forto dwell,
ne cloghes for cold his cors to hyde,
Bot in that mydyng muke omell
thor was his toure als for his tyd.
With a pott-scarth or with a schell
he scraped the scabys on ylka syde.
For yll are and unhonest smell
ther wold non buske with hym to byde.
Bot in all his myschefe
full trew was his trowyng
That God suld hym releve
and owt of bale hym bryng.
1197.
So os he rested in yll aray,
his wyf turment hym more to teyne.
“Now may men se,” thus con scho say,
“of what condycions thou hath bene.
Blyse God and dy and wend thi way,
for other welthys is none to wene.
Thou has not plessed Thi God to pay,
that is wele by thi sorow sene.”
“Alas,” he sayd, “for dole,
why frays thou me with flytt?
Thou spekes evyn als a foyle
that hath no womans wytt.
1198.
“Thier wordes thou werkes, we may warrand,
thei are not rewled by ryght ne skyll.
Sen that we take here of Goddes hand
all werldly welth to weld at wyll,
Why suld we not als stably stand
when tenys and turfurs tydes us tyll,
And love that Lord on ylka land,
sen He governs both gud and yll.
God gyfes us here certayn
to weld both wyld and tame
And takes yt agayn.
blest mot ever be His name!
1199.
“Of erth I wott I was furth broyght
naked, yt nedes not at layn,
And, when my werldly werkes ar wroyght,
with teyne then sall I turn agayn.
To bale or blyse wheder we be broyght,
to Goddes bedyng we suld be bayn.”
In all ther tales Job trespast noyght,
ne spyd to spend his spech in vayn.
So, als he lothly lendes
alon in low degré,
Thre of his faythfull frendes
soght fere his syte to se.
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disobedient
hastened himself
(t-note)
loyal
household
shift
shrink from; (t-note)
believes
allow sickness
forthwith
(see note)
soul
therefore; (t-note)
power
leprosy
pustules and blisters
supposed
were loath
grief
helpless
swelled and burst; (t-note)
beside him
(t-note)
midden (dunghill) chair; (t-note)
muck (dung)
(t-note)
midden muck together
palace
potsherd
sick air; (see note); (t-note)
no one would meet with him for long
belief
(t-note)
suffering; (t-note)
tormented; anger
(see note)
insults
fool; (see note)
These
Since what; (t-note)
sorrows and misfortunes happen to us
(t-note)
From dust I know
be denied; (t-note)
obedient
these
loathly remains
(t-note)
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[JOB’S THREE FRIENDS (2:11–13)]
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1200.
Thei come ylkon fro dyverse place,
now wyll we here how that thei heyght:
Elyphath and Baladach toke that trace,
and Sothar soyght to se that syght.
For ylkon spake in dyverse space,
so sall we wytt ther resons ryght.
Bot when thei come before his face,
to mell with mowth had thei no myght.
Thei saw his syte so sad,
for bale ther hertes myght breke.
Thei ware so mased and mad,
a word thei myght not speke.
1201.
Bot on the erth then fell thei down
and bett apon ther bodes bare.
Thei rafe ther robes of rych renown,
and als rude bestes oft thei rare.
Thei cast powder on ther crown,
as foran folke febylly thei fare.
And so thei satt in that sessown,
syghand sex days with sorow sare.
Job saw that thei sayd noyght,
bot sat so lang alone
With mornyng as he moght.
to God he mad his mone:
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are called
Eliphaz; Bildad
Zophar
(t-note)
speak
(t-note)
beat; bodies; (t-note)
tore
roared
ashes; (t-note)
foreign
sighing six; (see note); (t-note)
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[JOB LAMENTS HIS PITIFUL EXISTENCE (3:1–26)]
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1202.
“Alas,” he sayd, “Lord, with Thi leve,
why ledes Thou me thus to be lorn?
I have not gone Thee forto grefe,
ne forfeytt so felly here beforne.
Why suld I suffer swylke myscheve
of all men to have scath and skorn?
Thi mercy, Lord, unto me Thou meve,
els may I ban that I was born.
And wold God that I had bene
fro bryth broyght to my grave.
Then suld non me have sene
swylke hydows harm to have.”
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forlorn
transgressed so terribly
otherwise; curse
birth; (t-note)
(t-note)
hideous
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[ELIPHAZ SAYS JOB HAS SURELY SINNED (4:1–5:27)]
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1203.
Elyphath herd then how he ment,
and saw how he in bale was boun
And loved not God that it had lent,
bot more to blame he has begun.
“Job,” he says, “thou takes no tent
to wrschep God als thou was wun.
Thou makes thiself an innocent,
as never defawt in thee was fun.
Thou was wonnt to wysch
how we suld suffer wo.
Now thynke me wele be this
thiself con noyght do so.
1204.
“To ruse thiself I red thou blyn,
yt dose us harme swylk wordes to here.
Wytt sothly it is for thi syn
that thee is sent thies sorows sere.
Sen ther wunys none this werld within
that in ther consciens are all clere,
How dare thou so boldly begyn
to maynten mys on this manere,
To say thou has noyght done
slyke fellows fandynges to fele!
Man, knaw thiselfe ryght sone!
Els wyll yt not be wele.”
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(t-note)
(t-note)
you take no heed
you were meant to do
fashion yourself
found
teach
praise; advise you cease
Know truly
you are sent these many sorrows; (t-note)
Since there lives
(t-note)
misdeed
trials; (t-note)
(see note)
Otherwise
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[JOB SAYS HIS COMPLAINT IS JUST (6:1–7:21)]
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1205.
Then answerd Job with drery toyght
and sayd to them that sat besyd:
“Wold God all yll that ever I wroyght
and ther bales that I here byd
Ware both in a payre of balans broyght
forto be wowed and well dyscryd.
Then suld ye se yourself unsoyght,
for all that ye can tell this tyd,
That my payns ar wele more
and feller by sythes fyve
Then ever I synd before
in lengh of all my lyf.
1206.
“My flesch is nother of yrn ne styele,
ne my banes ar not mad of brase
Bot of freyle mater ylk dele
that with full lytyll payn may pase.
And ye had faurth part that I fele,
sore suld ye sygh and say, ‘Alas,’
For I fayr werse, I wott full wele,
then any wrech that ever was.
And ye myght wytt my wogh,
then suld ye fynd before
That I have sorow enogh
yf ye make me no more.
1207.
“For so carfull sorows ware never sene,
ne so saklese, and I durst say,
And your tales tempyse me to tene
more then doles that I dre ylk day.
To Myghty God I wyll me mene,
ther is no mo that mend me may:
Lord, lege me of thies carys keyn
or wyn me fro this werld away.
Sen servantes, frendes, and wyfe
are glad fro me to gang,
My saule laythes with my lyfe,
Thou lattes me lyfe over lang.
1208.
“And certes, Lord, with lefe of Thee,
in my mynd mervayle have I
That thou wyll putt furth Thi powsté
and muster so Thi grett maystry
In swylke a wofull wreche as me
that hath no strengh to stand therby,
And lettes full fellows folke go free
that mekyll mo wo ware worthy.
That suld be sene full sone
and penauns ordand wore
Eftur mens dedes wore done,
and nother lese ne more.
1209.
“A, Lord, as Thou me mad with myght,
so may Thou make me to have mede,
And Thou may loyse with labour lyght
my lyfe and all that lyfes in lede.
Bot when the Day of Dome is dyght
men to be demed aftur ther dede,
I sall be fun befor Thi syght
sothfast enogh for any nede.
For I wroght never swylke wrang,
ne served never so unsele
Forto have half so lang
so fell payn als I fele.”
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everything I have done
these sorrows; suffer
pair of balancing scales
weighed; judged; (t-note)
are far more
more cruel by five times; (t-note)
sinned
iron nor steel
bones
frail; each part
may pass [away]
If; a quarter of what I feel; (t-note)
If; know my woe; (t-note)
such
causeless, if I dare say; (t-note)
tempt; anger
suffer
complain
no other who
relieve; these sharp pains; (t-note)
take
Since
go
is disgusted; (t-note)
allow me to live too long
for certain; leave
power; (t-note)
mastery
(t-note)
very evil people
of much more woe; (t-note)
very quickly
if penance; (see note)
(t-note)
neither
reward
destroy
in the nation
Judgment Day comes; (see note)
judged according to their deeds
found
deserved such misery
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[BILDAD SAYS JOB SHOULD REPENT (8:1–22)]
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1210.
Then Baldath myght no langer byde,
hym toyght this tale last to lang.
He sayd, “Job, for thi pomp and prid
is thou put in payns strang.
How dere thou thusgayte with God chyd
and deme that His werkyng ys wrang!
Thi dedes here has thou justyfyed
als thou had never wonned men amang.
And, sertes, yf thou had bene
ay styll stokyn in a stone,
Yytt suld thou not be sene
withowtyn syn gud wone.
1211.
“For thou may here wysmen say thus,
als Holy Wrytt wytnese allway:
Septies in die cadet iustus —
he says that sevyn sythis on a day
Syns ryghtwys men here amang us.
What sall then wreched syners say
That ever are yll and vycyus
and non bot God mend us may?
Sen non may helpe bot He
our myse forto amend,
Mekly suffer suld we
what saynd that He wyll send.
1212.
“And thou makes proveys here playnly
that Goddes ordynance ys owt of skyll —
When thou thiself wyll justyfye
and deme that thou hath done none yll —
Thore takes thou fro God Allmighty
the fredom that falys Hym untyll.
For dome is His forto dystrye
both word and werke at His awn wyll.
Thou demys God is not stabyll
to stand as hee justyce,
Or els unresnabyll,
when thou says on this wyse.
1213.
“That thi penaunce is mekyll more
then other folke before have feld,
Or els thi werkes worthy wore
that thou has wroyght in yowth or eld.
I red thou sese and rew yt sore
and beseke God to be thi beld,
Lese that thou fare no warre therfor,
for thou no thankyng to Hym wyll yeld.
Yf God ware in gud wyll
thi comforth to encrese,
Swylke spech thi spede may spyll,
and therfor hald thi pese.”
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wait; (t-note)
are you
in this way; quarrel
judge
as if you; dwelled; (t-note)
[even] if
ever stuck under a rock
judged
plenty
“Seven times the just will fall in a day”; (see note)
times
sins
vicious
misdeeds
trial
If; proofs
reason
judge
(t-note)
falls
judgment; compel; (see note)
high
manner
felt
were
advise you cease
protector
Lest; worse; (t-note)
relief
hold your peace
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[JOB RESPONDS TO BILDAD (19:1–29)]
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1214.
Then answerd Job unto tho thre,
and mekly thus he con hym mene.
“Alas,” he says, “how lang thynke ye
to turment me thus yow betwene?
Of my payn suld ye have pety
that my frendes ay before hath bene.
Vengance of God hath towched me,
that is with sorow on me sene.
And sen ye see my sore
and castes yt not to keyle,
Yowr gabbyng greves me more
then all the fawtes I fele.
1215.
“Ye sett my fare bot als a fabyll,
and my wordes tell ye wroyght in vayn
And says that I make God unstabyll,
for that I pleyn me of my payn.
I say yt is unmesurabyll
forto sett for my syn certayn,
Bot God that kast me in this cabull
may, when Hym lyst, lawse yt agayn.
Wold God my wordes ware wryttyn,
that thei ware not tynt,
With a poyntyll of steylle
in a hard stone of flynt
1216.
“So that thei myght ever more be ment
and made in mynd all men emang.
Then suld all wytt whore so thei went
wheder my wordes ware wele or wrang,
And yf I ever to syn assent
to be putt to slyke payn strang.
God knaws my mynd and myn entent
yf ye go whore ye have to gang.
And, sertes, yf ye me slo,
my fayth sall ever be fast
And never depart Hym fro,
als lang os my lyf may last.
1217.
“My wytt is allway in this wyse,
and so my trowth sall evermore be.
My Sayvyour lyfes and never more dyse,
and on the last day deme sall He.
Then fro the erth sall I upryse,
both bone and flesch, in faccion free,
And with myn eyne in that assyse
my Sayvyour then sall I see.
All yf I byde in bale
and be here bressed and brokyn,
Thor sall I ryse all hale
when all your speche is spokyn.
1218.
“And there shal ye allso be sene
for all youre saunttering and your saws.
And then sall I be fun als clene
as ye that all this bostes blaws.
Ye come als men me to mene
and seys me suffur so sore thraws,
Bot more ye tempe me unto tene.
and God that all our conciance knaws,
He wott I have not wroyght
so gretly Hym agayn
Wherfor I suld be broyght
to fele slyke perles payn.”
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(see note)
moan
pity
who
since
relieve
talking; (t-note)
doings; fable
you say are
complain
this bondage
loose it
(t-note)
lost
stylus of iron; (t-note)
on
remembered; (t-note)
everyone know wherever
right
go
strong
(t-note)
dies; (see note); (t-note)
judge
fashion
eyes; assize
Even if I endure in grief
bruised
There (i.e., at Doomsday); whole
(t-note)
hypocrisy; words
who blow hards all these boasts
as men to pity me; (t-note)
such sore wounds; (t-note)
sorrow
inner thoughts
feel such painful perils
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[ZOPHAR SAYS JOB IS WICKED (20:1–29)]
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1219.
Sophar says then, “For soth I trow,
Job, thou justyfyse thiself overlang.
Yf thou had never done yll or now,
thou servys to suffer sorows strang.
For all thi werkes thou wyll avowe
whedder so thei were wele or wrang.
Wele bettur ware thee forto bow
and graunt thi gylt now or thou gang.
Thou wenes so all be wun
thi dedes to justyfye.
Bot that fare sall be fun
full fals ypocrysie.
1220.
“For in this werld werkes none so wele
that wott wheder his werke be wroyght
Unto his sorow or to his sele.
For, when the soth is all up soyght,
Of gud werke God dose ylk dele.
Bot He yt werke, the werke is noyght.
And of the Fend, als folke may fele,
full yll bargans ere furth broyght.
Sen non ther werkes may wytt
qwylk is trew forto treyst,
Pray God to ordand yt
and reward als Hym lyst.
1221.
“Thou hath governd so grett degré
and had this werld all at thi wyll.
Yf thou trespast to two or thre,
ther durst none say that thou dyd yll.
And yf on trespast unto thee,
all had he never so opyn skyll,
Auder thou or other of thi meneye
wold nothyng spare his sped to spyll.
So for thi grett ryches
that God gaf of His grace,
All men both more and lese
ware fayn to take thi trace.
1222.
“And now wyll non sett by thi saw
als wytty os thi wordes wore.
God wyll that thou of Hym have aw
and sett His honoure ever before.
And for thou sall thiself knaw,
He sufferd to dystroy thi store,
And all thi guddes He con withdraw
and sent thee sekenes sad and sore
Thi pacience so to prove
and thi sadnese assay,
Wheder thou wyll last in love
or fayle for lytyll affray.
1223.
“Thou may wele wytt that wrang thou went
and thi wordes ware not wyty
To say thiselfe an innocent,
as he that ware no wo worthy.
Therfor I rede thou thee repent
and mekly aske of God mercy
And say this sekenes that is sent
is for thi mysrewle ryghtwysly.
And lett no rusyng ryse,
ne graunt of thi gud dede
Thiself thou suld dyspyse,
then wyll God make thi mede.”
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truth I believe
too much
before
you deserve
(t-note)
before you go (die)
think; accustomed
revealed [to be]
knows whether
happiness
does each part; (see note)
Unless
Devil
Since no one their
trust
desires
dared; (t-note)
even if; such evident reason; (t-note)
Either; company
advantage
glad to follow your lead
message; (t-note)
desires
goods
fail for a little fright
wise
advise
boasting
reward
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[JOB REAFFIRMS HIS FAITH; RESPONDS THAT THE WICKED CAN GO UNPUNISHED (21:1–34)]
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1224.
Job then for bale began to qwake,
swylk angers in his hert had he.
“Alas!” he sayd, “When sall ye slake
with tene thus forto turment me?
Yf God more vengance on me take
to make me turment on a tre,
My ryghtwysnes sall I never forsake,
therin I hope my helpe sall be.
When ryghtwyse Juge sall sytt
to deme ever ylka dele,
Then all the werld sall wytt
who dyd wrang and who wele.
1225.
“Bot, sertes, ther is a comyn case
that trobyls me in wytt allway:
A man that spendes his lyfes space
in syn that sorow is forto say,
And to no man amendes mase
bot dose ever yll all that he may,
And evermore hape and hele he has
and gud enogh both nyght and day;
And he that rewls hym ryght
mydnyght, morn, and noyne,
He has dole day and nyght.
How ys this dewly done?”
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grief; shake
cease
insult
[Even] if
tormented on a tree; (see note); (t-note)
(t-note)
in that
pass judgment over everything
know
certainly
troubles my mind
(t-note)
makes amends
does wickedness in every way he can
happiness and health
wealth
rules himself rightly
noon
sorrow
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[ELIPHAZ SAYS JOB MUST BE WICKED (15:1–35)]
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1226.
Elyphath then answerd agayn
and says, “Then, man, grett ferly have I
That thou labours thi wytt in vayn
and fyllys thi toyght with fantasy.
Tho that lyfes wele, thei ar certayn
forto have blyse how so thei dy.
Tho that lyfes yll to thei be slayn
sall wun in wo, as yt is worthy.
And if thei syn forsake
and mend whyls thei have myght,
Thei may als wynly wake
als thei that lyfes full ryght.
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wonder
Those who live well
however they die
(t-note)
dwell
pleasantly awake
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[PARABLE OF THE RICH MAN AND THE LEPER (LUKE 16:19–31)]
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1227.
“To this may men in sampyll tell
and lyghtly lere, yf yt be late,
Of the ryche man how yt fell,
and of a lazar that lay at his gate.
The ryche wold with no mercy mell
bot lyf in lust erly and late.
Therfor he had his hame in Hell
with fendes foule and fyre full hate.
With fylth ther was he fed
for all his fare before,
And the lazar was led
to wun in myrth evermore.
1228.
“Forthi I rede thou thee avyse
and that thou of slyke bostyng blyn,
When thou thiself so justyfyse
to say thi payn passys thi syn.
For whoso wyll with rusyng ryse
and wenys so wrschep forto wyn,
Thei sall be sett in law assyse
and haldyn down for all ther dyn.
Then is it wytt to bewarre
for ferd of slyke a fall.
Yll or wele yf we fare,
evermore love God of all.”
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example; (see note)
learn, even if it is late
happened
leper
speak
devils
dung
dwell
(t-note)
such boasting cease
surpasses
boasting
intends thus honor
legal assize
held
(t-note)
fear
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[JOB RESPONDS DECLARING HIS INNOCENCE (16:1–17:16)]
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1229.
Job then says, “Forsoth I trow
for all the kavtels that ye can
That yt sall fall by me and yow
als yt fell by the pepyll than.
For ye lend in your lordschepes now
and weldes the welthys your faders wan,
And yow lyst nawder bend ne bow
ne graunt servyce to no gud man.
To me ye con take tent
and turment yow betwene
A sely innocent,
that may no malyse mene.
1230.
“And yf yt sall be als ye say,
that tho in Hell sall have ther hame
That lyfes in lust and lykyng ay
and hath all welth of wyld and tame
And none anoye be nyght ne day,
then to yourself sall fall the same.
Therfor I wold ye wentt your way
and lett me lyg here law and lame.
And when ye part me fro,
I aske of God this boyne,
That here come nevermo
to dere me als ye have done.”
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Truly I believe
cunning devices; (t-note)
(t-note)
remain
wield; won
desire neither
take heed
pitiable
intends; (see note); (t-note)
pleasure always
trouble
(t-note)
wish you
lie here low
boon
harm
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[BILDAD INSISTS JOB MUST HAVE SINNED (18:1–21)]
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1231.
Baldach brast owt with wordes breme
and says, “Thou doytes in this degré,
When thou dare take on thee to deme
what werkyng sall worth of us thre.
To God allon that same suld seme,
for demer of all erth is He.
Unto thi yowth thou suld take yeme,
and in thiself then suld thou se
That thi werkes hath bene warre
forto deme al by dene
And febyler be fare
then any of ours have bene.
1232.
“For thou had yemyng in thi yowthe
and fyndyng of thi frendes in fere,
When we trayveld by north and sowth
to seke our sele on sydes sere.
God gaf thee myght to mell with mowth
befor all folk both fere and nere,
And sotell carpyng non we cowth
bot comyn course of craftes clere.
Thou had of frendes before
swylke fee os myght not fayle,
And all our erthly store
gatt we with grett travayle.
1233.
“Thou trespast never in no degré
by ther tales that we here thee tell,
And forto nevyn no more dyd he
that clerkes says had his hame in Hell.
Bot for he was of gold and fee
rychest that in his land con dwell
And of the pore hade no pyté,
for that defawt full fowle he fell.
And so sall all tho do
that has here welth gud woyne
And takes no tent therto
to helpe them that has none.
1234.
“Whyls thou myght in thi lordschepe lend,
forto have wo thou wold not wene.
That thou was ryche, full wele was kend,
thi catell in all cuntreys clene.
Bot wher thou auder gaf or send
to solace the seke, that was not sene,
Or any man in myschef mend,
ther is non swylke maters to mene.
When thou so lordly foyre,
then suld thou have had toyght
Forto part with the pore
and nede that had noyght.
1235.
“Yf thou were meke and myld of mode,
what mend that to other men
Bot so with gawdes to gett ther gud
as he that cowd no cawtels ken.
So in thi strengh when that thou stud,
thou suld wysly have wayted then
To febyll folke that wanted fode
and fast ware fest in fylth and fen.
Thou suld have loked to lawse
tho that ware bun and thrall.
Meknes is lytyll at prays
bot mercy be mengyd with all.
1236.
“Thou rusys thiself of ryghtwysnes;
what favour suld thou therfor fang,
When no man durst do thee dystreyse,
wheder thi werkes ware wele or wrang,
Bot ylka man, both more and lese,
ware glad fro thi grevance to gang.
Thi pompe and pride wyll prove exprese
thou has bene an yll levere lang.
Therfor aske God mercy
that thou has sayd of myse,
And wytt thou is worthy
forto fele warre then this.”
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rough; (t-note)
You are foolish
judge
is proper to
alone
judge; (t-note)
pay attention
worse
altogether
worse by far
care
together; (t-note)
happiness in every place
speak
far and near
subtle argument
(t-note)
property
these
mention
(t-note)
did
those
in plenty
takes no heed
well was known
either
sick; seen; (t-note)
mention
lived
divide; poor
needy
(t-note)
tricks to take their goods
trickeries know
attended
bound; shit
release
bound and enslaved
(t-note)
unless mingled
boasts
get
dared
(t-note)
long been a sinful person; (t-note)
sin
feel far worse
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[JOB OBSERVES THAT GOD ALONE KNOWS THE REASON (9:1–22)]
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1237.
Job says then with sympyll chere,
“Alas, this lyf lyges yow full lyght,
And wold God that ye thre in fere
suld fele yt both day and nyght,
Or that my domysman wold apere
my dedes dewly to deme and dyght.
Then suld ye se yourselfe all sere
that your reprovyng is unryght,
Ne that this grete vengaunce
is noght thus on me tone
For my mysgovernaunse,
ne for my syn alon.
1238.
“Bot ather yt is to this entent
that God wyll schew His grett maystry
In me, a wofull innocent,
to make other beware therby;
Or els for ye suld yow repent,
that wrethes me thus wrangwysly,
Or sorow sere be to yow sent,
so worthy wore als wele os I;
Or els unto this end
may seknes oft be sawyn,
For falshed of the Fend
amang men suld be knawn.
1239.
“And yf the Fend this wo hath wroyght
and mad me to have this myschefe,
I have gud mynd his myght is noyght
ferrer then God wyll gyf hym lefe.
And when the soth is all up soygt,
yf God have graunt hym me to grefe,
My body he has in balys broyght,
bot to my saule he may not mefe.
Therfor I hym defy
and all his felows fare
And als your cumpany
that encressys all my care.
1240.
“For, sertes, ye sall have syn and shame
to wreke yow so in wordes vayne,
So bytterly me forto blame
for that I pleyne me of my payn.
And, sertanly, feld ye the same,
to say fowler ye suld be fayn.
Therfor I pray yow hast yow hame;
God leyn that ye com never agayn!
For your unfrendly fayre
with your carpyng so keyn
Has made my myschef mare
then yt suld els have bene.”
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concerns you very little
together
judge
determine and judge
in various ways
reproof is unjust
(t-note)
taken
(t-note)
either; (see note); (t-note)
other [people]
yourselves
who chastise
various sorrows
sickness; sown
Devil
more; leave [to have]
truth
sorrows
interfere
also
grief
wreak
lament
if you felt
fouler; ready
haste yourselves homeward; (t-note)
grant
sharp
more; (t-note)
otherwise
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[ZOPHAR REPEATS HIS CHARGE THAT JOB IS GUILTY (11:1–20)]
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1241.
Sother says, “Forsoth I fele,
when all thi tale is told tyll end,
Thou says thi sorow and thin unsele
comys ather of God or of the Fend
And for thin awn dedes never a dele.
This mater is of myse remynd,
For and thou wold avyse thee wele,
I trow thou cowd not tell the tend
Of werkes that thou has wroyght
agayns Goddes Commawndment,
And now wyll graunt ryght noyght
bot als an innocent.
1242.
“An innocent in erth is none,
ne never was, ne never sall be,
That dyd never grefe bot God alon
and Mary His moyder, a maydyn free.
And thou rekyns thiself for on
and makes thee thore als holy as He!
And we wott wele thou hath mysgone
and greved thi God in sere degré.
Sen we have sayd thee lang
and thou no myse wyll mend,
Fayrwele! For we wyll gang;
us lyst no lenger lend.”
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Truly I feel
innocence
never a part
wrongly interpreted (recounted)
if you would think rightly
tenth [part]
(see note)
therefore
know well
various ways
Since; spoken to you long
misdeeds
we desire no longer to stay
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[ELIPHAZ REMINDS JOB THAT TIME IS SHORT (22:1–30)]
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1243.
Then Elypach with wordes hend
sayd, “Job, thou spendes thi spech in vayn
To say thi care comys of the Fend,
for of that fare is he full fayn.
When thi wo at his wyll sall wend,
that settes hym thore als thi soverayn.
Dyfye hym and make God thi frend
and fand his frenschep forto frayn.
For thi care comys of kynd,
yf thou thee wele avyse,
Als bokes makes in mynd
and wyttenes, ser, on this wyse:
1244.
“Homo natus de muliere,
he says a man of a woman born,
Hic breui vivens tempore,
in lytyll tym his lyf is forlorn,
And fylled with fayndyngs sall he be
and with myschefes mydday and morn,
Ryght os a flour is fayr to se
and sone wast als yt was beforn.
So ere we ylkon wroyght
to trayvell, tray, and teyne
And sorows sere unsoyght,
als our elders have beyne.
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courteous
sorrow
glad
busy yourself; question
sorrow; by nature
unless you rule yourself well
As books
Man born of a woman; (see note)
Here living for a short time
lost
hardships
flower
wasted
are we each of us
travails, struggles, and grief
many
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[THE FRIENDS LEAVE; JOB ADDRESSES GOD]
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1245.
“And sen thou says thiself is on
that never greved in no degré,
Fayrewele, we lefe thee here allone,
for other ways to wend have we.”
Job says, “Wold God that ye ware gone
so that ye mett never more with me.
Then to God may I make my moyne;
ther is none that may helpe bot He.
All erthly frendes are faynt
and fals into affye.
Now wyll I make my playnt
to god God Allmighty.
1246.
“Nunc parce mihi, Domine!
Lord God that gyfes gudnes and grace,
Lord, in Thi myght have mynd of me
and spare me, Lord, a lytyll space;
And of my payns, Lord, have pyté
and teche me forto take Thi trace,
So that I myght have mynd of Thee
to tell my counsayle in this case.
Lord, thou makes men to encrese
with corn and catell clene
And sodanly to sese,
als by myself is sene.
1247.
“A, Lord, sen thou may at Thi lyst
and at Thi lykyng lowd and styll
Make men in erth forto be blest
and have all wardly welth at wyll,
And sythyn in wo, or ever thei wyst,
forto have evyll and angers yll —
Sen I so lang have myrthes myst —
Lord, spare me now that I not spyll.
Thei have made me debate
that ware my frendes before.
I am so mased and mate
that I may now no more.
1248.
“Memento, queso, Domine,
umthynke Thee, Lord that last sall ay,
Quod sicut lutum feceris me,
that Thou mad me of erth and clay
With bonys and synows semly to se,
with flesch and fell in ryght aray
In bale awhyle here forto be
and sythyn as a wed wast away.
Bot my saule forto save,
that lyges in Thin awn chose,
That hope I Thou wyll have
and lett no lust yt lose.
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since
(t-note)
go
complaint; (t-note)
weak
trust
Now spare me, Lord!; (see note)
path; (see note)
clarify my opinion
end
since; desire
publicly and privately
blessed; (t-note)
worldly
then, before they are even aware
joy missed
be destroyed
amazed and dejected
Remember, I beseech Thee, Lord; (see note)
recall to Yourself; (see note)
That Thou hast made me as the clay
(t-note)
bones; fair to look upon
skin
grief
then; weed
lies in Your own choice; (t-note)
allow; [to] lose it
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[PROOF OF GOD’S POWER: THE RAISING OF LAZARUS (JOHN 11:38–44)]
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1249.
“Lord, Lazar that lay low os led,
dolven as the ded suld be dyght,
Full faur days stynkand in that sted
and lokyn fro all erthly lyght,
Thou raysed hym up to lyf fro ded
and mad hym man in erthly myght.
So may Thou rayse me be Thi red
fro dole that I dre day and nyght.
Thou wot, and Thi wyll wore,
for fro Thee is noyght hyd,
That my payns ere wele more
then yll that ever I dyd.
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Lazarus; (see note)
buried
rotting in that place; (t-note)
locked
word
from the sorrow; suffer
know, if
are far more
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[PROOF OF GOD’S POWER: THE THIEF ON THE CROSS (LUKE 23:39–43)]
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1250.
“And the thefe that on the Crose hang,
that in lust had led all his lyfe
And manys murtheryng mad oft amang
and styrd men unto mekyll stryfe,
Thou gaf hym grace with Thee to gang
in Paradyse with ryotes ryfe.
And thou wott I wroght never swylke wrang
to murther nother man ne wyfe,
Ne never manys gud I stale
nother in stall ne in stabyll.
Why I suld byd this bale?
This is unmesurabyll.
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murdering of men
much
(t-note)
many joys
(t-note)
murder neither
men’s goods I stole; (t-note)
suffer this grief
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“Bot, Lord, in comforth to encresse
this wold I wytt, and Thi wyll wore,
Wheder my sorow sall ever sesse
or yt sall last thus evermore.
I wyle not pray for pride ne pese,
ne guddes agayn forto restore,
Bot yf thou wold of Thi gudnes
be my frend als Thou was before.
For whyls Thou was my frend,
all folke ware than full fayn
Att my wyll forto wend
and non to gruche agayn.
1252.
“Whyls I moght governd grett degré,
all daynthes dere to me wold draw.
All men and wemen wrschept me
in servys both in ded and saw,
Both dukes and erlys in ylk cuntré,
and lordes that led ther landes law.
Os I wold byd, so suld yt be
fro tyme thei couth my consayll knaw.
And now lyfes ther no lad
that me wyll loke ne lufe,
Bot all folke are full glad
to put me to reprove.
1253.
“My catell cayred in mony a clough
with mekyll myrth myd day and morn.
Myn oxyn went to wayn or plough
with hyne to herber hay or corn.
Now have I noyght bot noy enogh;
all folke ere fayn me forto scorn.
So all my welth is turned to wogh;
was never swylke wrych of woman born.
I had all daynthes dere
that men myght aftur thynke.
Now wyll non negh me nere
for fylth and for fowle stynke.
1254.
“And therfor, Lord, have mynd amang
of me, Thi man ay whyls I moght.
Have pety of my payns strang
that sakles ere to me soght.
For thou wott wele I wroght never wrang
why I suld in swylke bale be broyght.
Bot at Thi lyst, schort or lang,
and at Thi wyll all bus be wroyght.
In Thee I trow and trest
that Thou my sawle sayve.
Lord, led me als Thou lyst.
I kepe noyght els to crave.”
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would I know, if; (t-note)
nor peace
unless
as; (see note)
very glad
grieve against me
(t-note)
pleasant things; (t-note)
honored; (t-note)
service; deed and word
lawfully
look upon nor honor; (t-note)
reproof
traveled; valley
(t-note)
cart or plow; (t-note)
servants to gather
harms
are glad
woe
wretch
delicacies
come near me
foul
always while I might [remain so]; (see note)
innocent
know well
such sorrow
desire
must
believe and trust
desire
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[GOD RESPONDS TO JOB’S APPEAL (38:1–41:34)]
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1255.
When Job had thus apertly prayd,
God, that is ever of mercy free,
Of his prayers was noyght well payd
and unto hym all thus sayd He:
“Thi prayers, Job, of myse er grayd
so forto make thi playnt of Me.
I have herd all how thou hath sayd
that I have done grett wrang to thee
To make thi penance more,
als thee thynke in thi toyght,
Then thi werkes worthy wore
that thou in werld hath wroyght.
1256.
“Thou rusys thiself of ryghtwysnes
als thou in werld ware never gylty.
So by thi playnt thou proves exprese
that thou is God als wele os I.
For I am He that ryghwyse is
and ryghtwyse Juge to justyfye
All erthly men, both more and lese,
aftur ther werkyng is worthy.
I gafe thee power playn
to be all other abufe.
Thou gyfes to Me agayn
bot plenyng and reprofe.
1257.
“Thou says thiself an innocent,
als he that never couth do none yll,
And wele thou wott how thou has went
in werdly welth ever at wyll.
Thou wyst never what myslykyng ment,
for non durst trespase thee untyll.
Now rede I that thou thee repent
and love thi Lord, both lowd and styll,
That may putt thee to payn
and sythyn flytt yt thee fro,
And gyfe thee gudes agayn
yf thou can serve hym so.
1258.
“For and thou had never done mys
bot greved thi God in this aray,
Thou ware not worthy to be in blyse
bot thou amend yt whyls thou may.
Yf thou wyll werke ase I thee wysse,
putt thi wyt in His wyll allway,
Then wyll thi God forgyfe thee this
and lett thee be in blyse for ay.
Knaw thiselfe for unclene
and evyll in all degré,
And thynke what ayre hath beyne
and what sall aftur be.
1259.
“And yf thou wyll werke on this wyse,
graunt to God that thou is gylty.
Then wyll He graunt thee grace to ryse
and mend thee of thi meselry.
Therfor I rede thou thee avyse
and mekly that thou aske mercy,
And then that thou make sacrafyce
for thi gylt to God Allmighty.”
When all ther saws ware sayd,
then God away was gone,
And Job als man amayde
full mekly made his mone:
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openly; (see note); (t-note)
generous
not well pleased
wrongly are sent
thus
(t-note)
(see note)
boasts
as if
as well as I
righteous
(t-note)
in return
complaining and rebuke
call
(t-note)
discomfort
dared
I advise
publicly and privately
then remove
goods
(t-note)
if; misdeed
bliss
unless
direct you
forever
(see note)
earlier; (t-note)
leprosy
these; (t-note)
as a man dismayed
meekly
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1260.
“I love Thee, Lord of ylka lede,
that me has lerned to lere Thi Lay.
I wrschep Thee in word and dede
in all the myght that ever I may.
Of no kyns thyng now I have nede,
for all my wo is went away.
Bot of that dome now have I dred
that sall be done on the last day,
How I sall answer thore
of the dedes in my yowthe
That I have done before,
sen tym I counsell couthe.
1261.
“What sall I do, wrech wyll of wone?
Whore sall I hye me forto hyde
Unto Thi dredfull dome be done
and all by jugment justyfyed?
I have no gatt bot to God allon
to teld me under in that tyde,
And His gudnes beys never gone,
in His beld is me best to byd.
Bot God that all gud is
sall deme then all be dene
By rewle of ryghtwysnes
and of no mercy mene.
1262.
“Dimitte ergo me, Domine,
ut ego plangam paululum.
A lytyll whyle, Lord, suffer me,
that lang hath bene both def and dum,
That I may meyne me unto Thee
and schew my syns all and sum.
And lett my corse here clensed be
so that my sawle, Lord, never come
In the land of dole and dyn
qwylk I wott ordand is
For them that endes in syne
and geytes no forgyfnes.
1263.
“Lord God, that governs hegh and law,
I love Thi sand both lowd and styll.
My wekydnese now well I knaw
that I have wroyght agayns Thi wyll.
For I have oft sayd in my saw
that I dyd never so mekyll of yll,
Ne never greved agayns Thi Law
lyke to the payns ware putt me tyll.
I wott I have done wrang;
that sayng rewys me sore.
Lord, mell mercy amang,
I wyll trespas no more.
1264.
“And that I have done day or nyght
agayns wrschep or wyll of Thee,
I wyll amend yt at my myght
whyls any lyfe lastes in me;
So, Lord, that, when Thi dome is dyght
that Thou sall deme ever ylk degré,
That I be sene then in Thi syght
amang them that sall saved be.
For in that otterest end
helpe forto nevyn is none,
Ne medcyn that may mend
bot Thi mercy allon.”
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every nation
taught to follow; Law
honor
power
judgment
wretch without hope
haste
course; (t-note)
protect; (t-note)
goodness is
shelter; dwell
forthwith
(t-note)
Thus suffer me, Lord; (see note)
that I may lament a little
deaf and mute
address myself toward
body; (see note)
which I know; (t-note)
(t-note)
words; publicly and privately; (t-note)
speech
speech I rue greatly
show
sin
honor
judgment is ready; (t-note)
uttermost
invoke
except
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1265.
When Job had thus made his prayer,
then was his grefe all gon, I geyse.
His wyfe com than with woman chere
and askyd hym gudly forgyfnes.
His servandes come on sydes sere
and asked hym mercy more and lese.
Hys neghtbours and his frendes in fere
releved hym with full grett ryches,
So that in lytyll space
God made hym to be more
Of power in all plays
then ever he was before.
1266.
Hys ryches and his ryalté,
as robes and rentes and other aray,
Hys waynys and ploughys and foran fee
were all dobyll by dyverse day.
And aftur with his wyfe had hee
sevyn semly suns, the sothe to say,
And thre doyghturs; in ther degré
were none fundon so fayre os thei.
He had all welth at wyll
and hele fro hede to heyll.
He loved God lowd and styll
als worthy was full wele.
1267.
When he was sett in this assyse
and waryscht well of all his wo,
To God than mad he sacrafyce
als He before had bydyn hym do.
He saw his suns full rychly ryse
in grett degré to ryd and go,
And his doyghturs als wemen wyse
to grett wrschep wed also.
He teched them to take hede
in ther werkyng allway
Ther God to luf and dred
both by nyght and day.
1268.
Then lyfed Job aftur his grett dystresse
one hunderth wynters and fawrty
And loved God ay of more and lese
that so his myrth wold multyplye.
Thus lykyd God forto prove exprese
his grett meknes with messelry;
And for He fand his fayth ay fresch,
he wuns in welth, als is worthy.
God graunt us grace to lyfe
in luf and charité,
That we our gast may gyfe
to myrth. So moyte yt be!
AMEN DE JOB.
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I understand; (see note)
feminine cheer
many sides
together
all places
carts; imported livestock
doubled
handsome sons
found so beautiful as
health; heel
publicly and privately
(t-note)
was relieved
commanded him [to] do
(see note)
honor wedded
taught
140 years
always; (t-note)
(t-note)
leprosy
(see note)
lives
(see note)
souls
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