Numbers 23:6-23 And whan he came agayne vnto him, beholde, he stode by his burntofferynge, with all ye prynces of the Moabites.

Coverdale⁽ⁱ⁾ ⁶ And whan he came agayne vnto him, beholde, he stode by his burntofferynge, with all ye prynces of the Moabites. ⁷ Then toke he vp his parable, & sayde: Balac the kynge of the Moabites hath caused to fet me out of Syria from the moutaynes towarde the East, (& sayde:) Come, curse me Iacob: come, defye me Israel. ⁸ How shall I curse, whom God curseth not? How shal I defye, whom ye LORDE defyeth not? ⁹ For fro ye toppe of ye stonye rockes I se him, & from the hilles I beholde him. Beholde, ye people shal dwell by theselues, & shal not be rekened amoge the Heithe. ¹⁰ Who can tell the dust of Iacob, & the nombre of the fourth parte of Israel? My soule die ye death of ye righteous, and my ende be as the ende of these. ¹¹ The saide Balac vnto Balaam: What doest thou vnto me? I caused to set ye for to curse myne enemies, & beholde, thou blessest the. ¹² He answered & saide: Must I not kepe & speake yt, which the LORDE putteth in to me mouth? ¹³ Balac saide vnto him: Come wt me yet vnto another place, fro whence thou mayest se ye vttemost parte of them, & not se them all, and curse me them there. ¹⁴ And he toke him vp to a fre place, eue vnto the toppe of Pisga, & buylded seuen altares, and offered on euery altare a bullocke & a ramme. ¹⁵ And he sayde vnto Balac: Stonde so by thy burntoffrynge, whyle I go yonder. ¹⁶ And the LORDE mett Balaam, & put the worde in his mouth, & sayde: Go agayne vnto Balac, & saye on this wyse. ¹⁷ And whan he came to him agayne, beholde, he stode by his burntofferynge with the prynces of the Moabites. And Balac sayde vnto him: What hath the LORDE sayde? ¹⁸ And he toke vp his parable, & sayde: Ryse vp Balac & heare, marke my testimony wt thine eares thou sonne of Ziphor. ¹⁹ God is not a man yt he shulde lye, ner a mans childe yt eny thinge shulde repente him. Shulde he saye and not do? Shulde he speake & not make it good? ²⁰ Beholde, I am brought hither to blesse, I blesse, & can not go backe there fro. ²¹ There is no weerynesse sene in Iacob, nether eny laboure in Israel. The LORDE his God is wt him, & the kynges trompet is amoge the. ²² God hath brought the out of Egipte, his stregth is as of an Vnicorne. ²³ For there is no Sorcerye in Iacob, & no Soyth sayer in Israel. Whan the tyme cometh, it shalbe saide vnto Iacob, & to Israel, what God doth.