1 Iob answered, and sayde: VP
2 O how helpest thou the weake? what comforte geuest thou vnto him that hath no stregth? VP
3 Where is ye coucell yt thou shuldest geue him, which hath no wy?dome? Wilt thou so shewe thine excellent rightuousnes? VP
4 Before whom hast thou spoken those wordes? Who made the breth to come out of ye mouth? VP
5 The giauntes & worthies yt are slayne, & lye vnder ye worlde wt their copanions: VP
6 yee & all they which dwell beneth in the hell are not hyd fro him, & the very destruccion it self ca not be kepte out of his sight. VP
7 He stretcheth out ye north ouer the emptie, & hageth ye earth vpo nothinge. VP
8 He byndeth ye water in his cloudes, that they fall not downe together. VP
9 He holdeth back his stole, that it caa not be sene, and spredeth his cloudes before it. VP
10 He hath copased the waters wt certayne boundes, vntill the daye & night come to an ende. VP
11 The very pilers of heaue treble & quake at his reprofe. VP
12 He stilleth the see with his power, & thorow his wy?dome hath he set forth ye worlde. VP
13 With his sprete hath he garnished the heaues, & with his hande hath he wounded the rebellious serpet. VP
14 This is now a shorte summe of his doynges. But who is able sufficiently to rehearce his workes? Who can perceaue and vnderstonde ye thondre of his power? VP