JOB M I LIT .ANT. r c~ll my f~rvam:, b~t .his lips are dumb, I humbly beg'his help, but he'll not come: . Myown wife !oaths my breath, though I did mak~ My folemn fuit? for -9ur dead Childrens fake : The poor ,whore wants I ha.v~ fuppli:Jd, defpife me, &id he that liv:Jd w~rhin my brefl, denies me : My bones are hide-bound, there cannot be found \ One piece of skin ( unlefs my gums) that:Js found;_ Ala~ ! cornplaints are ba_rren fhadows to Exprefs, or cure the fubftance of mywo. Have pity ( oh my friends ) have pityonme~ '!Tis your God's hand and mine, tliat lies upon me : Vex me no more, 0 let your anger be , . · ' ( Ifl have wrong!!d you) calm'd with wha.t you fee : 0 ! that my,fpeeches mere ingraven, then, In Marble Tablets, with an iron Pen: For fure I am that my Redeemer lives, And though pa.le death confunie my Aefh ( and gives My Ca.rkafs to the worms, yet am I fure Clad with this felf-fame Aefh (hut made more pure) I !hall behold his glory ; Thefe fad eyes Shall fee his face, howe'r my body lies , Mould'red irl dufi:; Thefe fle!hly eyes, that ~o Behold thcfe fores, !pa.ll fee J.nY Maker too,. _llnequa1 hearers ofunequal grief, Y'are all ingag'd to the felf fame belief ~ Know there:Js aJudg, whofe voice will be as free To judg your words as yo\.1 have judged me. ' · Said Z!Jphar then, I purpo~:Jd tQ refrain From fpeaking, but thou mov'ft me bac\t again_; For havitilg heard thy haughty fpirit break . 1 ;ll~ \ suchlla~y terms,.my fpirit ,bids me fpea~ :_ ' Hy.chnor the cha~~e of ages, and_of ~l.1mes~ _:f ·· ··,.: • Taught us, as we {hall our fucceedmg tJt:tle~. • Hew va1n'·s the triumph, and how ~err the blaze,· ~Vherein the wi.ckedJwectcn oUt their days ? · ' ·· · · · · .. J?. ~ · Th_gugh /
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