Amos 5:23
Awaye with that noyse of thy songes, I wil not heare thy playes of musick:
Awaye with that noyse of thy songes, I wil not heare thy playes of musick:
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21I hate and abhorre youre holy dayes, ad where as ye cense me when ye come together I will not accepte it.
22And though ye offre me brentofferinges and meatofferinges, yet haue I no pleasure therin: As for youre fat thankofferynges, I wil not loke vpon them.
13Thus wil I brynge the melody of thy songes, & the voyce of thy mynstrelsy to an ende, so that they shal nomore be herde.
11Why offre ye so many sacrifices vnto me? I am discontent for the brentoffringes of wethers, and with ye fatnesse offedbeastes. I haue no pleasure in the bloude of bullockes, lambes and gootes.
12When ye apeare before me, who requyreth you to treade within my porches?
13Offre me no mo oblacions, for it is but lost laboure. I abhorre youre incense. I maye not awaye with youre newmoones, youre Sabbathes and solempne dayes. Youre fastinges are also in vayne.
14I hate youre new holy dayes and fastinges, euen fro my very harte. They make me weery, I can not abyde them.
15Though ye holde out yor hondes, yet turne I myne eyes from you. And though ye make many prayers, yet heare I nothinge at all, for youre hondes are full of bloude.
12In whose companies are harpes and lutes, tabrettes and pipes, and wyne. But they regarde not the worke of the LORDE, and cosidre not the operacio of his hondes.
12For though they fast, I will not heare their prayers. And though they offre burnt offriges & sacrifices, yet wil not I accepte them. For I will destroye them with the swearde, honger and pestilence.
14But praye not thou for this people, byd nether prayse ner prayer for them: for though they crie vnto me in their trouble, yet will I not heare them.
24but se that equyte flowe as the water, and rightuousnesse as a mightie streame.
19Heare thou earth also: beholde, I will cause a plage come vpon this people, euen the frute of their owne ymaginacions. For they haue not bene obedient vnto my wordes and to my lawe, but abhorred them.
20Wherfore bringe ye me incense from Saba, & swete smellinge Calamus from farre countrees? Youre burnt offeringes displease me, and I reioyse not in youre sacrifices.
16For yf thou haddest pleasure in sacrifice, I wolde geue it the: but thou delytest not in burntofferynges.
16Therfore thou shalt not praye for this people, thou shalt nether geue thakes, nor byd prayer for them: thou shalt make no intercession to me for them, for in no wise will I heare the.
5Shewe youre self ioyfull vnto the LORDE all ye londes, synge, reioyse and geue thankes.
5ye that synge to the lute, and in playenge off instrumentes compare youre selues vnto Dauid:
10Myrth and chere was gone out of ye felde & vynyardes, in so moch, that no man was glad ner sunge. There wete no treader in to the wynepresse, their mery chere was layde downe.
10I kepe sylece, and open not my mouth, for thou hast done it. Turne thy plages awaye fro me, for I am cosumed thorow the feare of thy hade.
8The myrth of tabrettes shalbe layde downe, the chere of the ioyful shal ceasse, and the pleasure of lutes shal haue an ende:
11I will breake downe the cities off thy londe, and ouerthrewe all thy stronge holdes.
12All witchcraftes will I rote out of thyne hande, there shall no mo soythsayenges be within the.
13Thine Idols and thyne ymages will I destroye out of ye so that thou shalt nomore bowe thy self vnto the workes of thyne owne hondes.
14Thy groues wil I plucke vp by the rotes, & breake downe thy cities.
15Thus will I be aueged also, vpon all Heithen that will not heare.
31my harpe is turned to sorow, & my pipe to wepinge.
2The enemie crieth so, & the vngodly commeth on so fast: for they are mynded to do me some myschefe, so maliciously are they set agaynst me.
3Vpon an instrumet of ten strynges, vpon the lute and with a songe vpon the harpe.
6I wolde declare them, and speake of the: but they are so many, that they can not be tolde.
8I reproue the not because of thy sacrifice, yi burntofferinges are allwaye before me.
9I wil take no bullockes out of thy house, ner gotes out of thy foldes.
23Thou gauest me not thy yonge beastes for burntoffringes, nether didest honoure me with thy sacrifices. Thou boughtest me no deare spice with thi money, nether pouredest the fat of thy sacrifices vpon me. Howbeit I haue not bene chargeable vnto the in offriges, nether greuous in Incense.
10Morouer, I will take from them the voyce of gladnesse and solace, the voyce of the brydegrome & the bryde, the voyce of the anoynted, with the cre?shettes:
21I gaue the warninge, whyle thou wast yet i prosperite, But thou saydest: I wil not heare. And this maner hast thou vsed from thy youth, that thou woldest neuer heare my voyce.
2Take ye psalme, brynge hither the tabret, the mery harpe & lute.
3Heare ye kynges, & herken to ye prynces: I wyl, I wyl synge to the LORDE, euen vnto the LORDE ye God of Israel wil I playe.
30And I wyl destroye youre hye altares, and rote out youre ymages, and wyll cast youre bodies vpon the bodies of youre Idols, and my soule shall abhorre you.
31And youre cities wyll I make waist, and brynge youre churches to naught, and wyll not smell youre swete odoures.
3O plucke me not awaye amonge the vngodly and wicked doers, which speake frendly to their neghboure, but ymagin myschefe in their hertes.
8Awaye fro me all ye wicked doers, for the LORDE hath herde the voyce off my wepinge.
14But the LORDE hath geuen a commaundement cocernynge the, that there shall come nomore sede of thy name. The carued and casten ymages will I rote out of the house of thy god. Thy graue shal I prepare for the, and thou shalt be confounded.
15Beholde, vpon the mountaynes come the fete of him, that bryngeth good tydinges, & preacheth peace. O Iuda, kepe thy holy dayes, perfourme thy promyses: for Belial shal come no more in the, he is vtterly roted out.
32And as a balet yt hath a swete tune, ad is pleasaut to synge, so shalt thou be vnto them: thy wordes shal they heare, but they will not do therafter.
11Treade out of the waye, go out of the path, turne the holy one of Israel from vs.
11Therfore thus saieth the LORDE: Beholde, I will sende a plage amonge you, which ye shal not be able to escape: and though ye crie vnto me, I will not heare you.
11Cast me not awaie from thy presence, and take not thy holy sprete fro me.
5But they wolde not folowe ner herke, to turne from their wickednes, and to do nomore sacrifice vnto straunge goddes.
12They beare with them tabrettes and harpes, and haue instrumentes of musick at their pleasure.
17for I wil take awaye those names of Baal from hir mouth, yee she shal neuer remembre their names eny more.