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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 .xxiiii. Chapter. ¶ He proueth the fyrynge of Ierusalem by a parable of a sethynge potte. The parable of Ezechiels wyfe beyng deed, which he after expoundeth.

A   In the nynth yeare, &ibar; þe; tenth moneth, the tenth daye of the moneth, came the worde of the Lord vnto me, sayenge. O thou sonne of m&abar;, wryte vp the name of thys daye, yee, euen the houre of this present daye: when the kyng of Babylon sett hym selfe aga&ibar;st Ierusalem. Shew that obstinate housholde note a parable, and speake vnto th&ebar;: Thus sayeth the Lorde God: Gett the a note potte, sett it on, and powre water into it: put all þe; peces together in it, all the good peces: the loyne ∧ the shulder, and fyl it with the best bones. Take one of the best shepe, ∧ an heape of bones withall: let it boyle well, ∧ lett the bones sethe well therin. B   With that sayde the Lorde God on thys maner. noteWo be vnto the bloudy cytie of the pot, wherupon the rustynes h&abar;geth, ∧ is not yet scoured awaye. Take out the peces that are in it, one after another: there neade not lottes be cast therfore, for the bloude is yet in it. Upon a playne drye stone hath she powred it, ∧ not vpon the grounde, þt; it myght be couered &wt; dust. And therfore haue I letten her powre her bloude vpon a playne drye stony rocke, because it shulde not be hyd, and þt; I myght brynge my wrothfull indignacyon ∧ vengeaunce vpon her.

C   Wherfore, thus sayth the Lord God: O, wo be vnto þe; bloud thurstye cyte, for wh&obar; euen I my selfe will make a grett fyre and sett moche woode, and kyndell the fyre and seath the fleashe, and spice the pott, so that the very bones shall be brent. Moreouer I will sett the pott empty vpon the coles, so þt; his metall shall be brent ∧ molten also for heate, ∧ þe; fylthynes of yt shall be molten in yt, ∧ þe; drosse of yt shal be c&obar;sumed. Thou tokest great payne thys to defyle thy selfe. And yt will not be purged fr&obar; þe; exceadinge drosse in yt: but thorow fyre shall þe; drosse of yt be puryfyed. In thy fylthynes euen in thy myscheuous dedes, þu; dost c&obar;tynue ∧ because thy fylthynesse is abhominable, D   for I haue clensed the, but thou art not clensed. Thou shalt not be pourged fr&obar; thyne vncl&ebar;nesse, tyll I haue powred my wrothful &ibar;dygnaci&obar; vp&obar; þe;. Eu&ebar; I þe; Lorde haue so deuysed. Yee, it is come therto all redy, þt; I wyll do it. I will not go backe, I will not spare, I will not be &ibar;treated: but accord&ibar;ge to thy wayes ∧ ymaginaci&obar;s, þu; shalt be punyshed, sayeth the Lorde God. E   And the worde of

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the Lord came vnto me, sai&ebar;g: Thou sonne of man, beholde, I will take awaye þe; pleasure of thyne eyes &wt; a plage: yet shalt thou nether mourne, ner wepe, ner water thy chekes therfore: þu; mayest mourne by thy self alone, but vse no deadly lamentaci&obar;. Holde on thy bonet, and put on thy shoes vp&obar; thy fete, couer not thy face, ∧ eat no mourners bread. So I spake vnto þe; people by times in þe; mornyng, ∧ at eu&ebar; my wyfe dyed: then vp&obar; þe; next morowe, I dyd as I was c&obar;maunded. F   And þe; people sayd vnto me, wilt þu; not tell vs what thys signifyeth towarde vs, for this þu; doest for our sake. I answered them, þe; worde of þe; Lorde came vnto me say&ebar;g: Tell þe; house of Israell, thus sayeth the Lorde God: beholde, I will susp&ebar;de my sanctuary: euen the glory of your power, þe; pleasure of your eyes, and the thing that ye loue: your sonnes and daughters whom ye haue left, shal fall thorow the swearde.

Lyke as I haue done, so shall ye do also: Ye shall not hyde your faces, ye shall eate no mourners bread: your bonnettes shall ye haue vp&obar; your heades, ∧ shoes vp&obar; your fete. Ye shall nether mourne ner wepe, but, &ibar; your synnes ye shalbe sorowfull, ∧ one rep&ebar;te with another. Thus Ezechiel is your shew token. G   For loke as he hath done, so (wh&ebar; this c&obar;meth) ye shall do also: that ye maye lerne to knowe, þt; I am þe; Lorde God. But beholde, O thou sonne of man: In the daye when I take from them theyr power, theyr ioye ∧ honour, the lust of theyr eyes, the burthen of theyr lyfes: namely, theyr sonnes and daughters, shall not this be knowen? Then shall there one escape, and come vnto þe;, for to shew the. In þt; daye shall thy mouth be opened to him, which is escaped, þt; thou mayest speake, and be nomore d&obar;me. Yee, and thou shalt be theyr shewtok&ebar; that they maye knowe, howe that I am þe; Lord.
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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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