Job 11:18

Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

And thou shalt have confidence, hope being set before thee: and being buried thou shalt sleep secure.

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By the fruit of their corn, their wine and oil, they are multiplied.

I have cried to the Lord with my voice: and he hath heard me from his holy hill.

Thou art thyself my king and my God, who commandest the saving of Jacob.

To whom God would make known the riches of the glory of this mystery among the Gentiles, which is Christ, in you the hope of glory.

The wicked man shall be driven out in his wickedness: but the just hath hope in his death.

My days have passed more swiftly than the web is cut by the weaver, and are consumed without any hope.

For what is my strength, that I can hold out? Or what is my end that I should keep patience?

And brightness like that of the noonday, shall arise to thee at evening. And when thou shalt think thyself consumed, thou shalt rise as the day-star.

Thou shalt rest, and there shall be none to make thee afraid: and many shall entreat thy face.

For thou shalt eat the labours of thy hands: blessed art thou, and it shall be well with thee.