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An exposition with practical observations upon the three first chapters of the book of…
An exposition with practical observations upon the three first chapters of the book of Job delivered in XXI lectures at Magnus near the bridge, London, by Joseph Caryl ...An exposition with practical observations upon the three first chapters of the book of Iob delivered in XXI lectures at Magnus neare the bridge, London, by Joseph Caryl ...
London: printed by G. Miller for Henry Overton, 1643
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Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
So then (according to this sense) before the face of my bread my sighings come, is, as if he had said, look how long I have my bread before me, look how much time I spend in eating, so much time I spend in sighing, my sorrowings are of the same continuance with my refreshings. The phrase imports the un-intermittednesse (as we may so speak) of his sorrows: that he had no stop, no breathing time,1 which was not a sighing time, no not for a meal time; while he was eating, with every bit of meat, he had a morsel of sorrows; He might say, as the Psalmist, (Psal. 102.9.) I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping, when I drink, my tears flow into my cup; When I take in a few drops of comfort, I weep out streams of sorrow: Or my sighings come and return so fast upon me, that I have no time to eat my bread: I am so plied and followed with these afflictions, that I have no leisure to be comforted.
So then (according to this sense) before the face of my bread my sighings come, is, as if he had said, looke how long I have my bread before me, looke how much time I spend in eating, so much time I spend in sighing, my sorrowings are of the same continuance with my refreshings. The phrase imports the un-intermittednesse (as we may so speake) of his sorrowes: that he had no stop, no breathing time,1 which was not a sighing time, no not for a meale time; while he was eating, with every bit of meate, he had a morsell of sorrowes; He might say, as the Psalmist, (Psal. 102.9.) I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drinke with weeping, when I drinke, my teares flow into my cup; When I take in a few drops of comfort, I weepe out streames of sorrow: Or my sighings come and returne so fast upon me, that I have no time to eate my bread: I am so plied and followed with these afflictions, that I have no leisure to be comforted.
- 1A Deo perpetua est haec calamitas, ut ne cibi quidem aut ullius necess•atis causa dolours possim fallere & uno momento a gemitibus abrrare. Vel tam frequentes mibi sunt gemitus ut vix mibi cmpus supersit ad capiendum cibum.