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Beholde, I wil crasshe you in sonder, like as a wayne crassheth, yt is full of sheaues:
Refererte vers
- Isa 1:14 : 14 I hate youre new holy dayes and fastinges, euen fro my very harte. They make me weery, I can not abyde them.
- Isa 7:13 : 13 The LORDE answered: Then heare to, ye of the house of Dauid: Is it not ynough for you, that ye be greuous vnto men, but ye must greue my God also?
- Isa 43:24 : 24 But thou hast lade me with thy synnes, and weeried me with thy vngodlynes:
- Ezek 6:9 : 9 And they that escape from you, shall thinke vpon me amonge the heithen, where they shalbe in captiuyte. As for that whorish and vnfaithfull herte of theirs, wherwith they runne awaye fro me, I will breake it: yee & put out those eyes off theirs, that committe fornicacion with their Idols. Then shall they be ashamed, and displeased with their selues, for the wickednesses ad abhominacions, which they haue done:
- Ezek 16:43 : 43 seinge thou remembrest not the dayes of thy youth, but hast prouoked me to wrath in all these thinges? Beholde therfore, I wil bringe thine owne wayes vpon thine heade, saieth the LORDE God: how be it, I neuer dyd vnto the, acordinge to thy wickednesse and all thy abhominacions.
- Mal 2:17 : 17 Ye greue the LORDE with youre wordes, and yet ye saye: wherwithall haue we greued him? In this, that ye saye: All that do euell are good in the sight of God, and soch please him. Or els where is the God that punysheth?
- Ps 78:40 : 40 For he considered yt they were but flesh: euen a wynde that passeth awaye, and commeth not agayne.
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As for the wheate, he gryndeth it to make bred therof, In as moch as he can not bringe it to passe wt treadinge out. For nether the brussinge that the cart wheles make, ner his beastes can grynde it.
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Beholde the LORDE shal cast the out by violence, he will deck the of another fashion, and put vpon the a straunge clothe.
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& wil put it i their hode that trouble the: which haue spoken to thy soule: stoupe downe, that we maye go ouer the: make thy body eaue with the grounde, and as the strete to go vpon.
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Laye to youre sythes, for the haruest is rype: come, get you downe: the wynepresse is full, yee the wynepresses runne ouer, for their wickednesse is waxen greate.
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Wherof the mower fylleth not his hande, nether he that byndeth vp the sheaues, his bosome.
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They shal syncke downe, and fall together: for they maye not ease them of their burthen, therfore must they go in to captiuyte.
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Thou shalt sowe, but not reape: thou shalt presse out olyues, but oyle shalt thou not haue, to anoynte thy self withall: thou shalt treade out swete must, but shalt drynke no wyne.
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The LORDE hath destroyed all the mightie men, that were in me. He hath proclamed a feast, to slaughter all my best me. The LORDE hath troden downe the doughter of Iuda, like as it were in a wyne presse.
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But ye gaue the absteyners wyne to drynke, yee ye comaunded the prophetes, sayenge: Prophecy not.
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For so moch the as ye oppresse ye poore, and robbe him of his best sustenaunce: therfore, where as ye haue buylded houses off square stone, ye shall not dwell in them. Maruelos pleasaunt vynyardes shall ye plante, but the wyne of the shal ye not drynke: and why?
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The yocke of my transgression is come at the last, with his honde hath he taken it vp, and put it aboute my neck. My strength is gone: the LORDE hath delyuered me in to those hondes, wherout I can not quyte myself.
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Therfore shall they nomore enioye the cornefloores and wyne presses, and their swete wyne shal fayle the.
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Beholde, I wil make the a treadinge cart & a new flale, yt thou mayest throsshe & grynde the mountaynes, and bringe the hilles to poulder.
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they haue taken yonge mens lyues from them, and the boyes are hanged vp vpon trees.
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He shal carie ye in to a farre coutre, like a ball with his hondes, There shalt thou die, there shal the pompe of thy charettes haue an ende: thou vylleyne of the house of thy LORDE: