21 and seide, Y yede nakid out of the wombe of my modir, Y schal turne ayen nakid thidur; the Lord yaf, the Lord took awei; as it pleside the Lord, so it is doon; the name of the Lord be blessid.22 In alle these thingis Joob synnede not in hise lippis, nether spak ony fonned thing ayens God.