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His breath maketh the coales burne: for a flame goeth out of his mouth.

The mightie are afrayd of his maiestie, and for feare they faint in themselues.

When the sword doeth touch him, he will not rise vp, nor for the speare, dart nor habergeon.

Who is hee that hideth counsell without knowledge? therefore haue I spoken that I vnderstood not, euen things too wonderfull for me, and which I knew not.

Now after that the Lord had spoken these wordes vnto Iob, ye Lord also said vnto Eliphaz ye Temanite, My wrath is kindled against thee, and against thy two friends: for yee haue not spoken of me the thing yt is right, like my seruant Iob.

Therefore take vnto you nowe seuen bullockes, and seuen rammes, and go to my seruant Iob, and offer vp for your selues a burnt offring, and my seruant Iob shall pray for you: for I wil accept him, least I should put you to shame, because ye haue not spoken of me the thing, which is right, like my seruant Iob.

Then the Lord turned the captiuitie of Iob, when he prayed for his friends: also the Lord gaue Iob twise so much as he had before.

Then came vnto him all his brethren, and all his sisters, and all they that had bene of his acquaintance before, and did eate bread with him in his house, & had compassion of him, & comforted him for al the euil, that the Lord had brought vpon him, and euery man gaue him a piece of money, and euery one an earing of golde.

So the Lorde blessed the last dayes of Iob more then the first: for he had foureteene thousand sheepe, and sixe thousand camels, & a thousand yoke of oxen, and a thousand shee asses.

For he shall be like a tree planted by the riuers of waters, that will bring foorth her fruite in due season: whose leafe shall not fade: so whatsoeuer he shall doe, shall prosper.

For the Lorde knoweth the way of the righteous, & the way of the wicked shal perish.

Aske of me, and I shall giue thee the heathen for thine inheritance, and the endes of the earth for thy possession.

Many say to my soule, There is no helpe for him in God. Selah.

But thou Lorde art a buckler for me: my glory, and the lifter vp of mine head.

I layed me downe and slept, and rose vp againe: for the Lord susteined me.

I will not be afrayde for ten thousand of the people, that should beset me round about.

O Lord, arise: helpe me, my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies vpon the cheeke bone: thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.

For be ye sure that the Lorde hath chosen to himselfe a godly man: the Lorde will heare when I call vnto him.

I will lay mee downe, and also sleepe in peace: for thou, Lord, onely makest me dwell in safetie.

Hearken vnto the voyce of my crie, my King and my God: for vnto thee doe I pray.