Ezekiel 2:10
and the hande opened it before me, and it was written within and without, full off carefull mourninges: alas, and wo.
and the hande opened it before me, and it was written within and without, full off carefull mourninges: alas, and wo.
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9So as I was lokynge vp, beholde, there was sent vnto me an hande, wherin was a closed boke:
1So I turned me liftynge vp myne eyes, & loked, & beholde, a flyenge boke.
2And he sayde vnto me: what seist thou? I answered: I se a flyenge boke of xx. cubites longe & x. cubites brode.
19Alas, how am I hurte? Alas, how panefull are my scourges vnto me? For I cosidre this sorow by my self, & I must suffre it,
2Who so maye disceaue (sayde the voyce) let him disceaue: Who so maye distroye, let him distroye. Vp Elam, besege it o Madai, for I will still all their gronynges.
3With this, the raynes of my backe were ful of payne: Panges came vpon me, as vpon a woman in hir trauayle. When I herde it, I was abasshed: and whe I loked vp, I was afrayde.
8And the voyce which I herde from heaue, spake vnto me agayne, and sayde: go and take the lytle boke which is open in the honde of the angel, which stondeth vpo the see, and vpon the earth.
9And I went vnto the angel, and sayde vnto him: geue me the lytle boke. And he sayde vnto me: Take it, and eate it vp, and it shal make thy belly bytter, but it shalbe in thy mouth as swete as hony.
10And I toke the lytle boke out of his honde, and ate it vp, and it was in my mouth as swete as hony, and as sone as I had eaten it, my belly was bytter.
11And he sayde vnto me: thou muste prophesy agayne vnto the people, and to the Heythen, and tonges, and to many kynges.
9And he sayde vnto me: go thy waye in, & loke what wicked abhominacions they do there.
10So I wente in, and sawe: and beholde, there were all maner ymages off wormes & beastes, all Idols and abhominacions of ye house off Israel paynted euerychone rounde aboute the wall.
16Thus sayeth the LORDE: Beholde, I wil brynge euell vpon this place, and the inhabiters therof, euen all the wordes of ye lawe which the kynge hath caused to be red,
2So I opened my mouth, and he gaue me the boke for to eate,
4and the LORDE sayde vnto him: Go thy waye thorow the cite of Ierusalem, and set this marck Thau vpo the foreheades of them, that mourne, and are sory for all the abhominacions, that be done therin.
11And all visions shalbe vnto you, as the wordes that stonde in a sealed lettre, when one offreth it to a man that is lerned, and sayeth: rede vs this lettre. The he answereth: I ca not rede it, for it is shutt.
1And I sawe in the right hode of him, that sat in the trone, a boke wrytten with in & on the backside, sealed with seue seales.
2Take a boke, & write therin all ye wordes, yt I haue spoke to the, to Israel, to Iuda & to all the people, fro the tyme yt I begane for to speake vnto the (in ye reigne of Iosias) vnto this daye.
8Then sayde the LORDE vnto me:
1Morouer, the worde of ye LORDE came vnto me, & sayde:
4Wha I herde these wordes, I sat me downe & wepte, & mourned two dayes, & fasted & prayed before the God of heauen,
8Agayne, the worde of the LORDE came vnto me, sayenge:
2But the LORDE answered me, and sayde: Wryte the vision planely vpon thy tables, that who so commeth by, maye rede it:
12O ye all that go fore by, beholde and se, yf there be eny sorowe like vnto myne, wherwith the LORDE hath troubled me, in the daye of his fearefull wrath.
1The honde of the LORDE came vpon me, & caried me out in the sprete of the LORDE, & let me downe in a playne felde, that laye full of bones,
2& he led me rounde aboute by them: & beholde, the bones that laye vpon the felde, were very many, & maruelous drye also.
6And I sayde: what is it? He answered: this is a measure goinge out. He sayde morouer: Euen thus are they (yt dwell vpon the whole earth) to loke vpon.
4And I wepte moch, because no man was founde worthy to open and to rede the boke, nether to loke thereon.
12And at the same tyme shal ye LORDE of hoostes cal me to wepinge mourninge, to baldnesse and puttinge on of sack clothe.
2and he had in his honde a lytell boke opyn: and he put his right fote vpon ye see, and his lifte fote on ye earth.
1Morouer the LORDE sayde vnto me: Take the a greate leaf, and wryte in it, as men do with a penne, that he spede him to robbe, and haist him to spoyle.
1Morouer, the worde off the LORDE came vnto me, sayenge:
1He cried also with a loude voyce in myne eares, sayenge: Come here ye rulers of the cite, euery man with his weapened honde to the slaughter.
1Morouer, the worde of the LORDE comaunded me thus:
1In the xxv yeare of oure captiuyte, in the begynnynge of the yeare, the x daye of the moneth: that is the xiiij yeare, after that ye cite was smytten downe: the same daye came the honde of the LORDE vpon me, and caried me forth:
2euen into the londe of Israel brought he me in the visions of God: and set me downe vpo a maruelous hie mountayne, whervpon there was a buyldinge (as it had bene of a cite) towarde the north.
4When I perceaued yt, I sayde: awaye fro me, yt I maye wepe bytterly. Take no laboure for to coforte me, as touchinge the destruction of my people.
1I lift vp myne eyes agayne, & loked: and beholde, a man with a measure lyne in his honde.
2Then saide I: whether goest thou? And he sayde vnto me: To measure Ierusalem, that I maye se how longe and how brode it is.
9And the worde of the LORDE came vnto me, sayenge:
2Thus saieth the LORDE God of Israel: Wryte vp diligently all the wordes, that I haue spoken vnto the, in a boke
10Thus must she be spoyled, emptied & clene striped out: that their hertes maye be melted awaye, their knees treble, all their loynes be weake, and their faces blacke as a pot.
20Considre (O LORDE) how I am troubled, my wombe is disquieted, my herte turneth aboute in me, and I am full of heuynes. The swearde hurteth me without, and within I am like vnto death.
10And Saphan the scrybe tolde the kynge and sayde: Helchias the prest hath delyuered me a boke, and Saphan red it before the kynge.
18and singe a mournynge songe of you: that the teares maye fall out of oure eyes, and that oure eye lyddes maye gushe out of water.
4Then dyd Ieremy call Baruch the sonne of Nerias, & Baruch wrote in the boke at ye mouth of Ieremy, all the wordes of the LORDE, which he had spoken vnto him.
18This (o LORDE) haue I lerned of the, and vnderstonde it, for thou hast shewed me their ymaginacions.
3After this, the LORDE spake vnto me agayne:
24Therfore is the palme off this honde sent hither from him, to token vp this wrytinge.
10Wickednesse is therin, disceate and gyle go not out of hir stretes.