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Great [1540], ¶ The Byble in Englyshe, that is to saye the cont&ebar;t of al the holy scrypture both of þe; olde, and newe testam&ebar;t, with a prologe therinto, made by the reuerende father in God, Thomas archbysshop of Cantorbury, ¶ This is the Byble apoynted to the vse of the churches (Printed by Edward Whytchurche) [word count] [B06000].
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¶ The .xv. Chapter. ¶ The Lord wyll not heare Moses or Aaron, yf they praye for the people, but wyll wrappe them in many myseryes. The cause of soche great myseryes.

A   Then spake þe; Lord vnto me: note Thoughe Moses ∧ Samuell stode before me, yet haue I no hearte to thys people. Driue them awaye, þt; they maye go out of my syght. And yf they say vnto þe;. Whyther shall we go? Then tell them: The lord gyueth you thys answere. noteSome vnto death, some the swearde, some to h&obar;ger, some into captyuyte. For I will bryng foure plages vpon them, sayeth the Lorde. The swearde shall sleye them, the dogges shall teare them in peaces, note the foules of the ayre, ∧ beastes of the earth shall eate them vp, and destroye them. I wyll scatter them aboute also in all kyngdomes and l&abar;des to be plaged because of note Manasseh the sonne of Hezekia kynge of Iuda, for the thynges that he dyd in Ierusalem.

B   Who shall then haue pyte vpon þe;, O Ierusalem? Who shall be sory for þe;? Or who shall make intercession, to optayne peace for the? seynge thou goest fro me, ∧ turnest backwarde, sayeth the Lorde? Therfore, I dyd stretch out myne h&abar;de agaynst þe;, to destroye þe;, ∧ I haue bene sorye for the so longe þt; I am werye. I haue scatred th&ebar; abrode &wt; þe; fanne on ouery syde of þe; l&abar;d. noteI haue wasted my people ∧ destroyed them. Yet they haue had no lust to turne from theyr awne wayes I haue made theyr wyddowes mo in n&obar;bre, then þe; sandes of the see. Upon the mothers of their chyldr&ebar; dyd I brynge a destroyer in þe; none daye. noteSodenly and vnawarres dyd I sende a feare vpon theyr cyties. She that hath borne seuen chyldren, hath noone, her herte is full of sorowe.

noteThe Sunne doth fayle her in the cleare daye, she is c&obar;founded and fayntie for very heuynesse. As for those þt; remayne, I wyll delyuer them vnto þe; swearde before theyr enemyes, sayth þe; Lorde. noteO mother, alas that euer þu; dydest beare me, a brawler ∧ rebuker of the whole lande: Thoughe I neuer lente ner receaued vpon vsury, yet all men speake euell vpon me. C   And þe; Lorde answered me: Uerely thy remnaunte shall haue welthe. Come not I to the, when thou art in trouble: and helpe þe;, when thyne enemy oppresseth þe;? Doth one yron hurte another or one metall that c&obar;meth from the North, another? noteAs for thy richesse and treasure, I wyll geue them out into a praye, not for eny money, but because of all thy synnes, þt; þu; hast done in all thy coastes. noteAnd I wyll brynge þe; with thyne enemyes into a land, that þu; knowest not: for þe; fyre þt; is kyndled in my indignacyon, shall burne you vp.

O Lord, thou knowest: therfore remembre me, ∧ vyset me, delyuer me fro my persecuters. Take me not from this lyfe in the tyme of the longe pacyence, thou knowest, that for thy sake I suffer rebuke. noteWhen I had founde thy wordes, I dyd eate them vp gredely: they haue made my herte ioyfull ∧ glad. D   For thy name was called vpon me, O Lorde God of Hostes. I dwell not am&obar;ge the scorners, nether is my delyte therin: but I dwell only in the feare of thy h&abar;d, for thou hast fylled me with bytternes. Shall my heuynes endure for euer? Are my plages then so greate, that they maye neuer be healed? Wilt thou be as one þt; is false ∧ as a water, that falleth, and cannot continue? Upon these wordes, thus sayde þe; Lorde vnto me. If þu; wilt turne agayne, I shall sett the in my seruice: and yf thou wilt take out the thynges þt; is precious from þe; vile, thou shalt be euen as myne awne mouth. noteThey shall conuerte vnto the, but turne not thou vnto them: ∧ so shall I make þe; a str&obar;ge brasen wall agaynst this people. noteThey shall fight agaynst þe;, but they shall not preuayle. For I my selfe will be &wt; the, to helpe þe;,

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and deliuer the, sayeth þe; Lorde. And I wyll ryd the out of the handes of the wicked, and delyuer the out of the hande of tirauntes.
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Great [1540], ¶ The Byble in Englyshe, that is to saye the cont&ebar;t of al the holy scrypture both of þe; olde, and newe testam&ebar;t, with a prologe therinto, made by the reuerende father in God, Thomas archbysshop of Cantorbury, ¶ This is the Byble apoynted to the vse of the churches (Printed by Edward Whytchurche) [word count] [B06000].
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