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27 For theyr inhabitatours shalbe lyke lame men, brought in feare and confounded. They shalbe lyke the grasse & grene herbes in the felde, lyke the hey vpon house toppes, that withereth afore it be growne vp.
28 I knowe thy wayes, thy goinge forth and thy commynge home, yee, & thy madnesse agaynst me.
29 Therfore thy furiousnes against me, and thy pryde is come before me. I wyll put my rynge in thy nose, and my brydle byt in the chawes of the, and turne the about, euen the same waye thou camest.