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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 .viii. Chapter. ¶ The destruccyon of the Iewes. The Lord moueth the people to amendement, reckenyng vp theyr synnes. He reprehendeth the lying doctryne of the Prophetes and prestes.

A   At the same tyme sayeth þe; Lorde, the bones of þe; kynges of Iuda, þe; bones of his prynces, the bones of þe; prestes ∧ prophetes, yee, ∧ the bones of the cytezins of Ierusalem, shall be brought out of theyr graues ∧ layed agaynst the. noteSunne, the Moone ∧ all þe; heauenly hoost: whom they loued, whom they serued, whom they ranne after, whom they sought and worshypped. They shall nether be gathered together ner buryed, but shall lye as d&obar;ge vpon þe; earth, to theyr shame and despysynge.

noteAnd all they þt; remayne of this wycked generacion, shall desyre rather to dye th&ebar; to lyue: wheresoeuer they remaine, and whereas I scatre them, sayeth the Lord of hostes. Thys shalt þu; saye vnto them also. B   Thus sayeth the Lorde. Do men fall so, that they aryse not vp agayne? Or yf Israell repent, wyll not god turne ageyn to them? Wherfore then is this people ∧ Ierusalem gone so farre backe, that they turne not agayne? They are euer the l&obar;ger the more obstinat, and wyll not be conuerted.

noteFor I haue loked, ∧ c&obar;sydered: but there is no man þt; speaketh a good word: there is no man that taketh repentaunce for hys synne, that wyll so moch as saye: wherfore,

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haue I done thys? But euery man (as soone as he is turned backe) r&ubar;neth forth styll, lyke a wylde horse &ibar; a battayll. The Storke in þe; ayer knoweth hys apoynted tyme, the Turtle doue the Swalow ∧ the Crane C    consydre the tyme of theyr trauayll, note but my people wyll not knowe the tyme of the punyshment of þe; Lorde. How darre ye saye then, we are wyse, we haue the lawe of the Lorde amonge vs?

Suerly in vayne hath he prepared his p&ebar;ne, ∧ vaynly haue the wryters wryten it: therfore shall the wyse be confounded, they shalbe afrayed ∧ taken: for lo, note they haue cast out the worde of the Lorde: what wysdome can then be am&obar;ge them? Wherfore, I wyll geue theyr wyues vnto aleauntes, and theyr feldes to destroyers.

D    noteFor from the lowest vnto þe; hyest, they folowe all filthy lucre: ∧ from þe; Prophete vnto þe; preste, they deale all &wt; lyes. noteNeuerthelesse, they heale þe; hurte of my people very slenderlye, sayenge: peace, peace, where there is no peace at all.

Fye for shame, how abhominable thynges do they? and yet they be not ashamed, yee, they knowe of no shame.

noteWherfore, in the tyme of theyr visytacion, they shall fall am&obar;ge þe; deed bodyes, ∧ be ouerthrowne sayeth the Lorde.

Moreouer, I wyll consume th&ebar; in deade (sayeth the Lord) so þt; there shall not be one grape vpon þe; vyne, E   nether one fygg vpon the fyge tre, and the leaues shalbe plucte of. And the thynge þt; I haue gyuen them shall be taken fr&obar; th&ebar;: why prolonge we þe; tyme? Let vs gather oure selues together, and go into þe; str&obar;ge cytie, there shall we be in rest. For þe; Lorde oure God hath put vs to syl&ebar;ce, ∧ geuen vs water mixte &wt; gall, to dryncke: because we haue synned agaynst hym.

F    noteWe loked for peace, ∧ we fare not the better, we wayted for the tyme of health, ∧ lo, here is nothynge but trouble.

The noyse of his horsses is hearde from Dan, þe; whole l&abar;de is afrayed at þe; neyenge of his stronge horsses: for they are come in, ∧ haue deuoured þe; l&abar;de, &wt; all þt; is in it: þe; cyties, and those þt; dwell therin. noteMoreouer, I wyll sende Cockatrices ∧ serp&ebar;tes amonge you (which wyll not be charmed) ∧ they shall byte you, sayeth the Lorde.

G   I wolde haue had c&obar;forte ag&ebar;st sorowe: but sorowe is come vpon me, and heuynes vexeth my hert: for lo, þe; voyce of þe; cryenge of my people is herde for feare of them, that come from a farre co&ubar;tre. Is not the Lorde in Syon? Is not þe; Kyng, in her? Wherfore then haue they greued me (shall the Lorde saye) &wt; theyr ymages ∧ foolysh straunge fashyons of a foreyne god? The haruest is gone, the S&obar;mer hath an ende, ∧ we are not helped. I am sore vexed, because of þe; hurte of my people. I am heuy ∧ abashed, is ther no triacle at Gilead? Is ther no physycyon ther? Why then is not the helthe of my people recouered?
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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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