Job 21:1-13 ▼

1 Iob answered, and sayde:

2 O heare my wordes, and amende yor selues.

3 Suffre me a litle, that I maye speake also, and the laugh my wordes to scorne, yf ye will.

4 Is it with a man, that I make this disputacio? Which yf it were so, shulde not my sprete be the in sore trouble?

5 Marck me well, be abasshed, and laye youre hade vpon youre mouth.

6 For whe I pondre & considre this, I am afrayed, and my flesh is smytten with feare.

7 Wherfore do wicked me lyue in health and prosperite, come to their olde age, & increase in riches?

8 Their childers children lyue in their sight, & their generacion before their eyes.

9 Their houses are safe from all feare, for the rodd of God doth not smyte the.

10 Their bullocke gendreth, and that not out of tyme: their cow calueth, and is not vnfrutefull.

11 They sende forth their children by flockes, and their sonnes lede the daunce.

12 They beare with them tabrettes and harpes, and haue instrumentes of musick at their pleasure.

13 They spende their dayes in welthynesse: but sodenly they go downe to hell.