Chap. 34. An Expgition upon the Book of J o B. ' Vere. 6. S2_S proclai_me-themfelves altogether blameleffe. BAs we are not to betray our innocency, fo not give a fhadowof any boaPing in it. We feldomc lofe by faying little of our felves. And in moa cafes we (hould rather rrua God (who bath promifed he will doe ir, Pfal, 37.6.) to bring forth our riihteoufnefeas the light, then be over-induarious in bringing it to light, or in bringing it out of that darkneffe with which it lyeth obfcured, either by or among men. As we ought never to lye againa our right, fo it may not be convenient at Ionic times to fpeake all the truth of it which we can. This at leafi was _fobs fault, and it will be any mans who cloth like fob, yea though he fhould be (which few have been or are like to be ) under as great fufferings as fob. The greatnefle whereof he aggravated to the hight in the next words,with which Elibu chargeth him. My wound is incurable without tranfgre) ton. An incurable wound is the worfr of wounds, and though to be wounded without tranfgrefiion is be({ for him that receives it, yet it is wort{ for him that gives it. My.wound is incurable. The Hebrew is, myarrow; the arrow is a wounding weapon; and in this Text 'cis put for the wound it felf. fob complained (Chap. 6.4,) The arrows of the Alimighty drink.up my ¡pits ; Thereare arrows of two forts, and anfwerably there are wounds of two forts. There are firff external!, fecondly, internal! arrows; God fhooteth his arrows both into the flefh, and fpirit ; the for- mer make a wounded body, the latter a wounded foule. Job may intend both, for he received wounds inboth ; his flefh was woun- ded, and all that belong'd to flefh, his eliate,his credit and good name were wounded, his foule and fpirit were wounded alto, the arrowes ofGod were (hot thick at him, and hic him from head to foot. The-Archers (as dying Jacob Paid of Jofeph, Gen, 49. 23, Gravi ma r1 24.) forelyórieved him, they (all] (hot at him, and (one of them fagitta mea abf-. Satan) hated him-; but though his bow (as to the maine ) abode que tra>fgrçqi. in ftrength,and the arms ofhis hands were madeftrong by tht hands one. Bez: ofthe mighty God ®fJacob ; yet he cryed out as if there hadbeen helpe, nohealing, nohope for him. -My wound Is Incurable, Hone figimam he wend which werender incurable, gniñes not only whatti v g -s
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