Wycliffe - Job - 23

23:1  Sotheli Joob answeride, and seide,

23:2  Now also my word is in bitternesse, and the hond of my wounde is agreggid on my weilyng.

23:3  Who yyueth to me, that Y knowe, and fynde hym, and come `til to his trone?

23:4  Y schal sette doom bifor hym, and Y schal fille my mouth with blamyngis;

23:5  that Y kunne the wordis, whiche he schal answere to me, and that Y vnderstonde, what he schal speke to me.

23:6  Y nyle, that he stryue with me bi greet strengthe, nether oppresse me with the heuynesse of his greetnesse.

23:7  Sette he forth equite ayens me, and my doom come perfitli to victorie.

23:8  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,

23:9  what schal Y do? Y schal not take hym; if Y turne me to the riyt side, Y schal not se hym.

23:10  But he knowith my weie, and he schal preue me as gold, that passith thorouy fier.

23:11  My foot suede hise steppis; Y kepte his weie, and Y bowide not awey fro it.

23:12  Y yede not awei fro the comaundementis of hise lippis; and Y hidde in my bosum the wordis of his mouth.

23:13  For he is aloone, and no man may turne awei hise thouytis; and what euer thing he wolde, his wille dide this thing.

23:14  Whanne he hath fillid his wille in me, also many othere lijk thingis ben redi to hym.

23:15  And therfor Y am disturblid of his face, and Y biholdynge hym am anguyschid for drede.

23:16  God hath maad neische myn herte, and Almyyti God hath disturblid me.

23:17  For Y perischide not for derknessis neiyynge; nethir myist hilide my face.