Zophar reproveth Job for justifying himself.
Job 11:1 Then answered Sophar the Naamathyte, and sayde: Job 11:2 Should not he that maketh many words, be answered? Shoulde he that bableth much, be commended therin? Job 11:3 Should men geue eare vnto þe only? Thou wylt laugh other men to scorne, and shal no body mocke the agayne? Job 11:4 Wylt thou saye vnto God: The thynge that I take in hande is perfecte, and I am clene in thy syght? Job 11:5 O that God woulde speake, and open hys lyppes agaynst the,
God's wisdom is unsearchable.
Job 11:6 that he myght shewe the (out of his secrete wysdome) howe manyfolde his Lawe is: then shuldest thou knowe, that God had forgotten the, because of thy synnes. Job 11:7 Wylt thou fynde out God with thy sekinge? wilt thou attayne to the perfectnesse of the almyghtye? Job 11:8 He is hyer then heauen, what wilt thou do? Deper then the hell, howe wylt þu then know him? Job 11:9 Hys length exceadeth the length of the erth, & his bredth the bredth of the sea. Job 11:10 Though he turne all thynges vp syde downe, close them in, or thrust them to gether who darre check hym therfore? Job 11:11 For it is he that knoweth the vanyte of men: he seyth theyr wickednesse also, shulde he not then considre it? Job 11:12 A vayne body exalteth hym selfe, & the sonne of man is lyke a wyld asses foale.
The assured blessing of repentance.
Job 11:13 Yf þu haddest now a righte herte, and lyftedst vp thyne handes towarde hym: Job 11:14 yf thou woldest put awaye the wyckednesse which thou hast in hande, so that no vngodlynesse dwelt in they house: Job 11:15 Then myghtest thou lyft vp thy face without shame, then shuldest thou besure and haue no nede to feare. Job 11:16 Then shuldest thou forget thy mysery, and thyncke nomore vpon it, then vpon the waters that runne by. Job 11:17 Then shuld thy lyfe be as cleare as the noone daye, and sprynge forth as the mornynge. Job 11:18 Then myghtest thou haue comforth, in the hope that thou haste: & slepe quyetly, when thou art buryed. Job 11:19 Then shuldest thou take thy reste, and no man to make the afrayed, ye many one shuld set moch by the. Job 11:20 As for the eyes of the vngodly, they shalbe consumed, and not escape: theyr hope shalbe mysery and sorow of mynde.