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1 The Lorde God shewed me soch a vysyon: beholde, there stode one that made greshoppers, euen when the corne was shotynge forth, after the king had clypt his shepe.
2 Now when they vndertoke to eate vp all the grene thinges in the lande, I sayde: O Lord God, be mercyfull, I beseche the: who shulde els helpe vp Iacob that is brought so lowe?
3 So the Lorde was gracious therin, and the Lord sayde: well, it shall not be.