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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 .xvii. Chapter. ¶ The frowardnesse of the Iewes. Cursed be those that put their confydence in man, ∧ those blessed þt; trust to God. Mannes herte is wycked. God is the searcher of þe; hert. The lyuing waters are forsaken. The halowyng of the Sabboth is commaunded.

A   Youre synne (O ye of the trybe of Iuda) is writt&ebar; in the table of your hertes, and grauen so vpon the edges of your aulters with a penne of yr&obar; and wyth an adam&abar;t clawe: þt; as the fathers thyncke vpon their chyldr&ebar; so thincke you also vp&obar; your aulters, woddes, thicke trees, hye hylles, mo&ubar;taynes ∧ feldes. noteWherfore, I wil make my mounte þt; standeth in the felde all your substa&ubar;ce ∧ treasure be spoyled, for the great synne þt; ye haue done vpon youre hye places thorowe out all the coostes of youre l&abar;de. Ye shall be cast out also fr&obar; þe; heritage, that I gaue you. And I wil subdue you vnder the heuy bondage of your enemies, in a lande that ye knowe not. For ye haue ministred fyre to my indignaci&obar;, which shal burne euermore. B   Thus sayth the Lord. noteCursed be the man that putteth his trust in m&abar;, and that taketh fleshe for his arme: and he, whose herte departeth from the Lorde: He shall be lyke the heath, that groweth in the wyldernes. As for þe; good thyng that is for

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to come, he shall not se it: but dwel in a drye place of the wyldernes, in a salt and vnoccupyed lande. noteO blessed is the man, that putteth his trust in the Lorde, &abar;d whose hope is the Lorde him selfe. noteFor he shalbe as a tre, that is planted by þe; water syde: whyche spredeth out the rote vnto moystnesse, whom the heate cannot harme, when it c&obar;meth, but his leaffe shalbe grene. And though there growe but lytle frute because of drouth, yet is he not carefull, but he neuer leaueth of to brynge forth frute. Amonge all thynges, man hath the most disceatfull and stubberne herte.

C   Who shall then knowe it? noteEuen I the Lorde searche out the grounde of the herte, and trye the reynes, note ∧ rewarde euery man accordynge to his wayes, and accordynge to the frute of his workes.

&rhand; noteThe partriche maketh a nest of egges, whych she layde not. He c&obar;meth by ryches, but not ryghteouslye. In the myddest of his lyfe must he leaue them behynde him, and at the last be founde a very foole. But thou (O Lorde) whose trone is most glorious, excellent and of most antyquite, which dwellest in the place of our holy rest: Thou art the comforte of Israell. All they that forsake the, shalbe confounded: al they that departe from the, &rhand; shalbe wrytten in earth note for they haue forsaken the Lorde the very condyte of the waters of lyfe.

D   Heale me, O Lorde, and I shall be whole: saue thou me, and I shalbe saued, for thou art my prayse. Beholde, these m&ebar; saye vnto me. Where is þe; worde of the Lorde (Lett it come now.) Where as I neuertheles obediently folowed the as a shepherde, and haue not vncalled taken this office vp&obar; me, this knowest thou well. My wordes also were ryght before the. Be not now terrible vnto me, O Lorde note for thou art he in whome I hope, when I am in parell. Let my persecuters be confounded, but not me, let them be afrayed, and not me. Thou shalt bryng vp&obar; them the tyme of theyr plage, and shalt destroye them ryght sore.

Thus hath þe; Lorde sayde vnto me: note Go and stande vnder the gate, where thorowe the people and the kynges of Iuda go out and in, yee vnder all the gates of Ierusal&ebar;, and saye vnto them. Heare the worde of the Lorde, ye kynges of Iuda, and all thou people of Iuda, and all ye cytesyns of Ierusalem, that go thorowe thys gate. Thus the Lorde c&obar;maundeth. note E   Take hede for youre lyues, that ye carye no burthen vp&obar; you in the Sabboth, to brynge it thorowe þe; gates of Ierusalem: ye shall beare no burth&ebar; also out of youre houses in þe; Sabboth. Ye shall do no laboure therin, but &rhand; halowe the Sabboth, note as I commaunded youre fathers. Howbeit, they obeyed me not, nether herkened they vnto me: but were obstynate and stubburne, ∧ nether obeyed me: nor receaued my correcci&obar;. Neuertheles, yf ye will heare me (sayeth þe; Lord) and beare no burthen into the cytie thorowe this gate vpon the Sabboth: Yf ye wyll halowe the Sabboth, so þt; ye do no worcke therin: then shal there go thorowe the gates of thys cytye, kynges and prynces, that shall syt vp&obar; the throne of Dauid: They shall be caryed vp&obar; charettes, ∧ ryde vpon horses, both they &abar;d their prynces. F   Yee, whole Iuda ∧ all the cytesyns of Ierusalem shall goo here thorow, and this cytie shal euer be the more and more inhabited. There shall come men also fr&obar; the cyties of Iuda, from about Ierusalem, and from the lande of B&ebar;iamin, from the playne feldes, from the mountaynes ∧ from the wyldernes: which shall bringe burntofferynges, sacrifices, oblacions, and incense, and offre vp th&abar;ckesgeuyng in the house of the Lorde. But yf ye wyll not be obedient vnto me, to halowe þe; Sabboth, so that ye will beare your burthens thorow the gates of Ierusal&ebar; vpon the Sabboth. Then shall I set fyre vpon the gates of Ierusalem, and it shall burne vp the houses of Ierusalem, and no man shall be able to quench it.
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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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