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A89480	The affliction and deliverance of the saints or, The whole booke of Iob composed into English heroicall verse metaphrastically. / By Thomas Manley Iun. Esq;	Manley, Thomas, 1628-1690.; Cross, Thomas, fl. 1632-1682, engraver.	1652 (1652)	Wing M441; Thomason E1318_2; ESTC R202853	46,895	111

commit my cause verse 9 Which doth great things beyond the thought of man And wonderfull whose number none can scan verse 10 Who gives the former and the latter raine To fill the earth with fruits the fields with graine verse 11 To set on high the lowly and to raise Mourners from sorrow to Halcyon daies verse 12 Wise Polititians cannot so invent But their devices he does disappoint T' effect their purpose though they beat their brain Yet still they find their enterprises vain verse 13 The wise for future actions lay designes And he their foolish wisedome countermines He makes their plots be their own catching-baite Whereby they others thought t'infatuate But headlong counsels ever do attend The foolish who to vice their courses bend verse 14 They meet with darknesse in the clearest light And grope at noone as in the darkest night verse 15 But from the raging sword the poore does save And from their tongue whose mouth 's an open grave And from oppressors violence whose law Is only lucre without shame or aw verse 16 The poor have hope when wickednesse shall crop Her growing bud and vice her mouth shall stop verse 17 That man is happy whom the Lord corrects He chasteneth most that Son he best affects When he by trialls shall thy soule refine Be not cast down nor at his rod repine verse 18 He gives a wound and bindeth up againe He maketh sore and doth asswage the paine verse 19 Thou in sixe troubles shalt untouched be Yea and in seven he will maintaine thee free verse 20 In time of famine he will give thee bread Nor shall the sword of war once touch thy head verse 21 Invective tongues shall ne're thy credit scourge Nor comming ruine thee to terrour urge verse 22 Though death and ruine rage thou shalt have joy Nor shall the fiercest beast thy rest annoy verse 23 The very stones shall with thee be at peace The beasts against thee enmity shall cease verse 24 And thou shalt know thy dwellings shall be blest With sure foundations and eternall rest Thine habitations thou with joy maist see Yet shalt at crosses not offended be verse 25 Thou shalt perceive the thriving of thy race Thy seed too shall encrease as doth the grasse verse 26 Thou being full of daies shalt dye as Corn In season gather'd comes into the Barn verse 27 Lo thus it is we have it understood Then do thou know and hear it for thy good CHAP. VI. verse 1 THen answer'd Iob Oh that my griefe were weigh'd verse 2 And my afflictions in the ballance laid verse 3 'T wold be more heavy then the sand I know That I want words convenient to my woe verse 4 For the Allmighties arrowes in me are Whose poyson drinks my spirit and flesh tear And which is worst my conscience doth me fright The terrors of the Lord against me fight verse 5 When he hath fodder doth the wild Asse bray Or doe the Oxen low when they have hay verse 6 Can any palate relish much less eate Without tast-giving salt unsavory meat Or in the whites of egges can any find A taste so good to satisfie his minde verse 7 Such things as did my soule refuse to eat Were as are sorrows my continuall meat verse 8 Oh that I might have granted my desire And that the Lord would give what I require verse 9 That God against my life would stretch his hand And cut me off from living in the Land verse 10 Then should I yet have comfort for I would Harden my self in sorrow though he should Dash me to pieces for I still have shewne And not deny'd the words o' th' Holy One. verse 11 What is my hope that I shall yet endure Or length of daies why should I seek to assure verse 12 Is my small vigour as the strength of stones Of brazen hardnesse is my flesh and bones verse 13 Is it not so that there 's no help no joy In me And Wisdome driven is away verse 14 To the afflicted pitty should be shewn And friendly help to such as sigh and groan Now friends afflictions cannot draw one teare Of the almighty men have left the feare verse 15 As Brooks by Summers drought do water want verse 16 And then by Winters frosts our hopes supplant But when raine gives enough are overflown So have my friends deceitfull been each one And as the stream of Brooks they pass away Giving nor help nor comfort by their stay verse 17 Now they are black with Ice and hid in snow Then dry with heat and are consumed so verse 18 Or else inclining to another course They vanish losing both their name and force verse 19 Who go to Tema look the now-lost floud And those of Sheba seek the Watry rode verse 20 Both are confounded for their hopes are gone They came and sought but Water finde they none verse 21 Sure ye are like them yee have seen my griefe And fear or hope to give me or reliefe verse 22 Did I seek yours Or did I ought require Or of your substance a reward desire verse 23 Or did I say from foes deliver me Or from the hand of Tyrants set me free verse 24 Teach me and I le be silent let me know Wherein I err'd my error I le forgo verse 25 How forcible is truth vaine talke you love For in me what offence can you reprove verse 26 Thinke you to carpe at words or will you finde With desperate speeches fault which are as wind verse 27 Yea in your wroth the fatherless you rend And dig a pit for your distresled friend verse 28 Now therefore be content look on my woe And if I lie 't is evident to you verse 29 Return I pray you let it not be sin Returne and see my righteousness herein verse 30 Things misbeseeming did my tongue reherse Cannot my taste discover things perverse CHAP. VII verse 1 IS not a time appointed from his birth By Heavens decree to man upon the Earth Are not his daies as those of hirelings are Who for their wages must no labor spare verse 2 As doth a servant hot through work desire Some cooling shade whereto he may retire And as an hireling daily doth attend For the reward due when his work hath end verse 3 So doe I see moneths hop'd for pass in vaine And nights returning to renew my paine verse 4 When I lye down I say when shall I rise And lowring night forsake the darkned skies And I am full of tossings to and fro Unto the dawning of the day through woe verse 5 My plague is loathsome all my flesh is clad With Wormes and dust no case is to be had My skin is broken and in such a plight That 't is a loathsome eye fore to the sight verse 6 Swifter then Weavers Shuttles pass my daies And without hope are spent or shortest staies verse 7 Oh call to mind my life is but a blast I shall no more see good or pleasure

Who hath put wisdom in the inward parts Or who hath given knowledge to the hearts verse 37 Who can by wisdom the clouds number say Or who the bottles of the Heaven can stay verse 38 When as the earth condensate is as stone And all the clods are fast together grown verse 39 Wilt thou for hungry Lyons hunt the prey Or of the Lyons whelps the hunger stay verse 40 When in their dens they quietly reside Or lurking in the covert are espi'd verse 41 Who for the Raven doth provide to eat His young ones cry to God and have their meat CHAP. XXXIX verse 1 KNowst thou when Goats bring forth the Rockes among Or dost thou marke when Hindes doe calve their young verse 2 Canst thou account the moneths that they fulfill To know when they bring forth hast thou the skil verse 3 They bow themselves with paine their young they bruise Thus they their sorrowes to cast out do use verse 4 Yet do their young ones thrive grow with corn They go abroad and do no more return verse 5 Who is' t that hath sent out the wild Asse free Or to them who hath given liberty verse 6 Whose house the desart is made by my hand His habitation is the barren land verse 7 The Cities multitude he ne'r abides The crying of the driver he derides verse 8 He runneth to the mountains for his meat No green thing comes amisse for him to eat verse 9 Canst thou th' unruly Unicorne make tame Will he himselfe to eat thy fodder frame verse 10 Canst thou to work enforce him in the surrow Or after thee will he the valleys harrow verse 11 Or wilt thou trust him ' cause his strength is great And leave thy labor to his spoyling feet verse 12 Wilt thou beleeve that hee 'l bring home thy seed And gather it into thy barn indeed verse 13 Their goodly wings to Peacocks didst thou give Did the Ostrich from thee his rich plumes receive verse 14 Which lay their eggs upon the open land And keep them warm within the heated sand verse 15 And that the foot may crush them does forget Or that wild beasts may break them with their feet verse 16 She 's cruell to her young as though not hers She cares not for them nor them damage feares verse 17 For God of wisdome doth her cleane deprive Nor doth he understanding to her give verse 18 And when at last she mounteth up on high The rider and his horse she nought sets by verse 19 Hast thou bestowed strength upon the horse Or hast thou cloath'd his brawny neck with force verse 20 As a Grashopper canst thou him affright His nostrils dreadfull are and full of might verse 21 He paws the ground with triumphs running on And doth undaunted meet the armed man verse 22 He mocks at fear no terror makes him slack And from the cutting sword ne're turns his back verse 23 The quiver ratleth at him in the field He 's threatned with the glittering spear and shield verse 24 He through his rage even swallows up the ground Nor doth believe it is the trumpets found verse 25 He cryes ha ha and smels the fight from far The voice of Captaines and alarme of war verse 26 I' st by thy wisdome that the Hawk doth fly And stretch her wings South climates to come nigh verse 27 Or doth the Eagle mount at thy command And in the highest make her nest to stand verse 28 She dwels upon the rock even on it height And in the strongest place she makes her seat verse 29 From thence she seeks her prey and with her eye At a vast distance doth the same espye verse 30 Her young ones also daily suck up blood And where the slaine are there is her abode CHAP. XL. verse 1 ANd God proceeded Can the Scholar teach verse 2 His Tutor more is God above mans reach He that reproveth God doth foolishly verse 3 Then Iob unto the Lord made this reply verse 4 Lo I am vile What shall I further say Yea I my hand upon my mouth will lay verse 5 Once have I spoke henceforth I 'le take more heed Yea twice no further will I now proceed verse 6 Again the Lord who ruleth all on high Out of the whirle wind gave Job this reply verse 7 Gird up thy loynes thy selfe with manhood bear I wilt demand of thee do thou declare verse 8 Wilt thou my judgement as not right disgust Wilt thou condemn me that thou mayst be just verse 9 Hast thou like God an arm or any limbe Or canst thou thunder with a voice like him verse 10 Deck now thy self with majesty most bright And cloth thy selfe with glorious beauties light verse 11 Disperse thy furious wrath in every place And by thy power him that is proud abase verse 12 Look on the proud and bring their glory low And on the wicked make thine anger flow verse 13 Hide them together in the dust their faces Bind if thou canst within the secret places verse 14 Then I 'le confesse this priviledge you have That thy right hand thy selfe from hurt can save verse 15 Behold now Behemoth I did create With thee who fodder as an Oxe doth eate verse 16 Loe now his strength is in his loines his might Is in the navell of his belly pight verse 17 His tayle moves like a Cedar in foule weather The sinewes of his stones are wrapt together verse 18 His bigger bones like brazen pillars are His lesser bones are as an iron bar verse 19 He is the greatest of the works of God Yet can his anger kill him with his rod verse 20 The mountaines to him meat as tribute pay Where all the beasts within the fields do play verse 21 Under the shady trees he lies and feeds And in the covert of the fens and reeds verse 22 The shady trees do him encompasse round Among the Willowes of the Brook he 's found verse 23 He drinks whole rivers and no hast doth make He trusteth Iordan in his mouth to take verse 24 He takes it with his eies and being fierce Through strongest snares his nose with ease doth pierce CHAP. XLI verse 1 VVIth a small hook canst thou draw out the Whale Or can a cord against his tongue prevaile verse 2 Canst thou an hook into his nostrils put Or through his jawes canst with an angle cut verse 3 Will he to thee intreaty make or pray'r Or for his freedom will he speak thee fair verse 4 Will he a covenant make with thee wilt thou For ever as a servant make him bow verse 5 Wilt thou as with a Bird so play with him Or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens trim verse 6 Shall boon-companions of him make a feast Shall they among the merchants part the rest verse 7 Canst thou his skin with barbed irons fill To strike his head with fish-speares hast thou skill verse 8 Lay thine hand on him once thy danger know And then 't

it seize Let it not joyned be among the daies Nor come among the Moneths to make them less Happy by its most omious access verse 7 Yea let that night be desolate no noise Of joy be heard therein or pleasing voice verse 8 Let them whose mournings with the day their course Renew on it lay their most heavy curse verse 9 Let all the stars which in its twilight rise Be darkned through the lowrings of the Skies Let it expect the light but none enjoy Nor let it see the dawning of the day verse 10 Because it did not in my Mothers womb Inclose my body and make it my tombe But clothing my frail flesh with life me brought Of this sad cup to drink a deadly draught verse 11 Why dy'd I not before my birth or why Assoon as I was born did I not die verse 12 Why did the knees my comming not infest Or why for nurture did I suck the breast verse 13 Then had my woes prevented been by death I had been quiet lying void of breath verse 14 With Councellors and Kings of highest race I had enjoy'd a quiet resting place Whose living works to memorise their fame To desart places gave a lasting name verse 15 Or with great men whose treasuries with store Were fil'd with silver and refined Ore verse 16 As an untimely birth I then had been Or as poor Infants which no light have seen verse 17 There tyrants cease from troubling and th' opprest With irkesome labour have a welcome rest verse 18 Those who in prison lie are quiet there No voice of the oppressor do they hear verse 19 The small and great all there together be The abused servant's from his Master free verse 20 Why to that man is given gladsome light Whose soule is lost in miseries long night Or why to them the torment of a life Whose soules are bitter through oppressing griefe verse 21 Who wish for death in vain and seek it more Then hidden treasures and the Earths whole store verse 22 Who with excess of gladness fill their mind When they the quiet of the grave can find verse 23 Why to that man is given light whose way Is as a Labyrinth leading him astray Whom God as with an hedg hath compas'd round That to come out of 's woe no way is found verse 24 My sighings daily come my griefe is great I am perplexed that I cannot eat My roarings are so loud all may them hear Like water poured out so flow my tears verse 25 For in my greatest happiness of all I ever dreaded this my sudden fall Which now is come with such a deadly stroke As it to peeces all my bones hath broke verse 26 I had no safety quietness nor rest Yet trouble came which hath my soule opprest CHAP. IV. verse 1 THus stopping Job the Temanite began verse 2 If we assay to speak to thee vaine man Wilt thou be angry who can patience have By foolish ●ilence thus to let thee rave verse 3 Thou art the same whose grave instructions were To superstitious Vanities a Bar. Thou art the same whose comfort and reliefe Gave strength and joy to souls opprest with griefe verse 4 As are strong pillars to uphold the weak So were the words which thou didst daily speake Weak knees even bowing under burthens great To thee for strengthning comforts did retreat verse 5 Thus wouldst thou others overwhelm'd in griefe Helpe with divinest comforts and reliefe But thou doest faint now griefe does thee assaile Thou art afflicted and thy heart does faile verse 6 Is not this all thy fear thy confidence Thy upright dealings and thy patience verse 7 Remember well I pray thee call to mind If ere the innocent you falling finde Or in your long experience can you say The upright dealer ever did decay verse 8 But I have seen those that do mischiefe frame Plowing and sowing evill reap the same verse 9 They quickly perish by a sudden death They are consumed by th' Almighties breath verse 10 The Lyons roaring voice and by his stroke The teeth of fiercest Lyons whelps are broke verse 11 The Lyons range yet want their sought-for prey And the stout Lyons whelps abroad do stray verse 12 I saw a secret vision and mine ear Some little of it formerly did hear verse 13 'T was when Death 's elder brother fast did keep Poor mortals hood-wink'd in a veile of sleep First enter'd thoughts then visions overspred With displaid banners my sleep-drowned head verse 14 Fear dismall fear soon follow'd which did make Such an impression all my bones did shake verse 15 A Spirit passed then before my face Which frighted me into so great a maze A dreadfull horror in me I did feele My hair stood upright all my blood was steel verse 16 It stood before me yet I could not see At least discern its form what it might be An Image did appear before mine eyes When loe thus speaking I did hear a voice verse 17 Can it be thought that mortall man can be More just then the All-judging Deity Or shall fraile flesh esteem it selfe more pure Then the All-good Can he such thoughts endure verse 18 Behold even in his servants he could find No true faiths lustre shining in their mind Nay th' Angels were impure whom once he dight With his own glorious livery of light verse 19 How much more foolish and impure are they Whose hope consisteth in a house of clay Whose chiefe foundations but in dust are laid Which are before the moth againe destroy'd verse 20 They are destroyed all the day nor are They once regarded with one moane or teare verse 21 Does not their glory quite forgotten lye Ev'n without wisedome as the fooles they dye CHAP. V. verse 1 CAll now and see if thon canst any find That will returne an answer to thy mind Or wilt thou turne to any Saint no Age Can garbe a patterne fitting to thy rage verse 2 The foolish dye in their repining fit And wrathfull envy kils the void of wit verse 3 The wicked have I seene to prosper much Yet at him never did repine or grutch I curs'd his dwelling for I knew that God Had destin'd him to his destroying rod. verse 4 His children are possest with daily feare Of fatall danger to attend them here By publike judgement they 're condemn'd to dye And without helpe or pity crushed lie verse 5 The hungry soule shall hate his harvest corne Yea they shall take it from among the thornes And who are thirsty shall their drowth so slake For drinke their substance yet remaining take verse 6 Though trouble comes not from the dust we know Nor yet affliction from the ground doth grow verse 7 Yet still as mans short daies and life encrease So do afflictions daily on him presse He 's borne to travell and in griefe to dye As sparkes are upwards from the coales to flye verse 8 I 'de seeke to God relying on his laws And unto God would I