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27 The kynge shall mourne, the Prynces shalbe clothed with heuynesse, and the handes of the people in the lande shall tremble for feare. I wyll do vnto them after theyr awne wayes, accordynge to their awne iudgementes wyll I iudge them: to learne them for to knowe, that I am the Lorde.