Coverdale(i)
3 And in the same cite there was a wedowe, which came vnto him, and sayde: delyuer me fro myne aduersary.
4 And he wolde not a greate whyle. But afterwarde he thought within hi self: Though I feare not God, & stonde in awe of no man,
5 yet seynge this weddowe is so importune vpon me, I wil delyuer her, lest she come at the last, and rayle vpon me.
6 Then sayde the LORDE: Heare what ye vnrighteous iudge sayeth.
7 But shall not God also delyuer his chosen, that crye vnto hi daye and night, though he differre the?