Job 23

1 Then Job answered,

Sotheli Joob answeride, and seide,

2 "Even today my complaint is rebellious. His hand is heavy in spite of my groaning.

Now also my word is in bitternesse, and the hond of my wounde is agreggid on my weilyng.

3 Oh that I knew where I might find him. That I might come even to his seat.

Who yyueth to me, that Y knowe, and fynde hym, and come `til to his trone?

4 I would set my cause in order before him, and fill my mouth with arguments.

Y schal sette doom bifor hym, and Y schal fille my mouth with blamyngis;

5 I would know the words which he would answer me, and understand what he would tell me.

that Y kunne the wordis, whiche he schal answere to me, and that Y vnderstonde, what he schal speke to me.

6 Would he contend with me in the greatness of his power? No, but he would listen to me.

Y nyle, that he stryue with me bi greet strengthe, nether oppresse me with the heuynesse of his greetnesse.

7 There the upright might reason with him, so I should be delivered forever from my judge.

Sette he forth equite ayens me, and my doom come perfitli to victorie.

8 "If I go east, he is not there; if west, I can't find him;

If Y go to the eest, God apperith not; if Y go to the west, Y schal not vndurstonde hym; if Y go to the left side,

9 He works to the north, but I can't see him. He turns south, but I can't catch a glimpse of him.

what schal Y do? Y schal not take hym; if Y turne me to the riyt side, Y schal not se hym.

10 But he knows the way that I take. When he has tried me, I shall come forth like gold.

But he knowith my weie, and he schal preue me as gold, that passith thorouy fier.

11 My foot has held fast to his steps. I have kept his way, and not turned aside.

My foot suede hise steppis; Y kepte his weie, and Y bowide not awey fro it.

12 I haven't gone back from the commandment of his lips. I have treasured up the words of his mouth more than my necessary food.

Y yede not awei fro the comaundementis of hise lippis; and Y hidde in my bosum the wordis of his mouth.

13 But he stands alone, and who can oppose him? What his soul desires, even that he does.

For he is aloone, and no man may turne awei hise thouytis; and what euer thing he wolde, his wille dide this thing.

14 For he performs that which is appointed for me. Many such things are with him.

Whanne he hath fillid his wille in me, also many othere lijk thingis ben redi to hym.

15 Therefore I am terrified at his presence. When I consider, I am afraid of him.

And therfor Y am disturblid of his face, and Y biholdynge hym am anguyschid for drede.

16 For God has made my heart faint. Shaddai has terrified me.

God hath maad neische myn herte, and Almyyti God hath disturblid me.

17 Because I was not cut off before the darkness, neither did he cover the thick darkness from my face.

For Y perischide not for derknessis neiyynge; nethir myist hilide my face.