TSK · Job 39:24

When I laughed, they beleued it not, & the light of my countenaunce would they not put out.

Ah my belly, ah my belly shalt thou crie, howe is my heart so sore? my heart panteth within me, I can not be styll, for I haue hearde the crying of the trumpettes, and peales of warre.

Or shall a trumpet be blowen in the citie, & the people be not afrayde? or shall there be euyll in a citie, and the Lorde hath not done it?

And whyle they yet beleued not for ioy, and wondred, he sayde vnto them: Haue ye heare any meate?