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Sermons upon the Book of Job
Sermons of Master John Calvin, upon the book of Job. Translated out of French by Arthur GoldingSermons of Master Iohn Caluin, vpon the booke of Iob. Translated out of French by Arthur Golding
London: printed by Henry Bynneman for Lucas Harison and George Byshop, 1574
Title page typeset from the transcription.
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.
This Sermon containeth the rest of the exposition of the xv. verse, and then as followeth.
This Sermon conteyneth the rest of the exposition of the xv. verse, and then as followeth.
16 I am weary, I shall not live always: take thy self away from me, for my days are nothing. 17 What is man that thou so magnifiest him, and that thou hast care of him? 18 Thou visitest him in the morning, thou hast an eye upon him every minute. 19 Howe long will it be ere thou let me alone? Thou wilt give me time too swallow my spittle. 20 I have sinned: what shall I do to thee, O thou keeper of men? why hast thou set me over against thee, to be a burden to my self? 21 Why doest thou not take away my sin, & why doest thou not pardon mine iniquities? for I shall be laid in the dust, and if thou seek me in the morning, I shall be no more.
16 I am vvery, I shall not liue alvvayes: take thy selfe avvay from mee, for my dayes are nothing. 17 VVhat is man that thou so magnifiest him, and that thou hast care of him? 18 Thou visitest him in the morning, thou hast an eye vpon him euery minute. 19 Hovve long will it bee ere thou lette mee alone? Thou wilt gyue mee tyme too svvallovve my spittle. 20 I haue sinned: vvhat shall I doe to thee, O thou keeper of men? vvhy hast thou set mee ouer against thee, to bee a burthen to my selfe? 21 VVhy doest thou not take avvay my sinne, & vvhy doest thou not pardon mine iniquities? for I shall be layde in the dust, and if thou seeke me in the morning, I shall be no more.
Here Job goeth forward still with the matter I touched yesterday, that is to say, with his loathing of §40his life: not that he saith he resteth resolutely upon that point, as though he tasted not Gods goodness awhit to comfort himself withal, but he considereth what this life is so long as God holdeth him in such rigour. And thereupon he concludeth that it were much better if God would kill him, yea after what sort so ever it were, for I have said already that when men look no further than too their present