John Trapp on Job 30:17

Verſe 17. My bones are pierced in me in the night ſeaſon] Sleep is the Nurſe of Natura and the ſweet parentheſis of mens griefs and cares. But Job had ſo many aches and ailements in his body, (over and above the terrours and troubles of his mind) that reſt he could take none at all in the night ſeaſon, when all creatures are wont to be at quiet. For why? the very marrow of his bones raged through intolerable paine: as if it had been run through with a Tuck. Nay ni[illegible: 2 letters]e,

And my ſinewes (or, My Pulſes) take no reſt.] Heb. Sleep not; My ſinewes or arteries are rackt with the Cramp; and my pulſes, by the force of a Feaver, beat exceſſively,Vatabl. and pant without intermiſſion: Qui tamen minui deberent, qui[illegible: 1 letter] cal[illegible: 2 letters] retrabitur in partem interiorem; which yet ſhould move more ſlowly by night, becauſe then the heat is drawne into the internal parts.