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Job 14:1

Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Man, born of a woman, living for a short time, is filled with many miseries.

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Man is born to labour, and the bird to fly.

All his days axe full of sorrows and miseries, even in the night he doth not rest in mind: and is not this vanity?

Can man be justified compared with God; or he that is born of a woman appear clean?

The life of man upon earth is a warfare, and his days are like the days of a hireling.

He answered: The days of my pilgrimage are a hundred and thirty years, few, and evil. And they are not come up to the days of the pilgrimage of my fathers.

Amen I say to you, there hath not risen among them that are born of women a greater than John the Baptist: yet he that is the lesser in the kingdom of heaven is greater than he.

Thou hast loved malice more than goodness: and iniquity rather than to speak righteousness.

What is man that he should be without spot, and he that is born of a woman that he should appear just?

My days have been swifter than a post: they have fled away and have not seen good.

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

And therefore I was weary of my life, when I saw that all things under the sun are evil, and all vanity and vexation of spirit.

Blessed is the man whose trust is in the name of the Lord; and who hath not had regard to vanities, and lying follies.

And to Adam he said: Because thou hast hearkened to the voice of thy wife, and hast eaten of the tree, whereof I commanded thee that thou shouldst not eat, cursed is the earth in thy work; with labour and toil shalt thou eat thereof all the days of thy life.

Shall not the fewness of my days be ended shortly? Suffer me, therefore, that I may lament my sorrow a little,

Why came I out of the womb to see labour and sorrow, and that my days should be spent in confusion?

He said to his father: My head acheth, my head acheth. But he said to his servant: Take him, and carry him to his mother.

(For we are but of yesterday, and are ignorant that our days upon earth are but a shadow:)

Behold, even the moon doth not shine, and the stars are not pure, in his sight.

Thou hast multiplied thy wonderful works, O Lord my God: and in thy thoughts there is no one like to thee. I have declared and I have spoken they are multiplied above number.




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