Luke 18:2 Cross References - Coverdale

² & sayde: There was a iudge in a cite, which feared not God, and stode in awe of no man.

²¹ But loke out amonge all the people, for honest men, that feare God, soch as are true, & hate couetousnes: make these rulers ouer them, some ouer thousandes, ouer hundredes, ouer fiftie, and ouer ten, ²² that they maye allwaye iudge the people. But where there is eny greate matter, that they brynge the same vnto the, and iudge the small causes them selues: so shall it be lighter for the, yf they beare the burthen with the.

³ neuertheles there is some good founde in the, that thou hast put the groues out of the londe, and hast prepared thine hert to seke God. ⁴ So Iosaphat abode at Ierusalem. And he wente agayne amonge the people, from Berseba vnto mout Ephraim, and broughte them agayne to the LORDE God of their fathers. ⁵ And he set Iudges thorow out the londe, in all the stronge cities of Iuda, and a certayne in euery cite. ⁶ And sayde vnto the Iudges: Take hede what ye do: for ye execute not the iudgment of man, but of the LORDE, and he is with you in iudgmet: ⁷ therfore let the feare of the LORDE be with you, and bewarre, and do it: for with the LORDE oure God there is no vnrighteousnes, ner respecte of personnes, ner acceptinge of giftes. ⁸ And at Ierusalem dyd Iosaphat ordeyne certayne of the Leuites and prestes, and of the awnciet fathers of Israel for ye iudgment of the LORDE, and ouer the matter of the lawe, and caused them to dwell at Ierusalem, ⁹ and commaunded them, and sayde: Se that ye do thus in the feare of the LORDE, in faithfulnes & in a perfect hert.

⁷ when I wente thorow the cite vnto the gate, & whe they set me a chayre in ye strete: ⁸ whe the yonge me (as soone as they sawe me) hyd the selues, & when the aged arose, & stode vp vnto me: ⁹ whe the princes left of their talkinge, & laied their hade to their mouth: ¹⁰ whe the mightie kepte still their voyce, and whe their tonges cleued to the rofe of their mouthes. ¹¹ When all they yt herde me, called me happie: & when all they yt sawe me, wysshed me good. ¹² For I delyuered ye poore whe he cried, & the fatherlesse yt wanted helpe. ¹³ He yt shulde haue bene lost, gaue me a good worde, & ye widdowes hert praised me. ¹⁴ And why? I put vpon me rightuousnes, which couered me as a garmet, & equite was my crowne. ¹⁵ I was an eye vnto the blynde, & a fote to the lame. ¹⁶ I was a father vnto the poore, & whe I knew not their cause, I sought it out diligetly. ¹⁷ I brake the chaftes of ye vnrightuous, & plucte the spoyle out of their teth.

¹ O Lorde oure gouernoure: how wonderfull is thy name in all the worlde? how excellent is thy glory aboue the heauens? ² Out of the mouth of the very babes & sucklinges thou hast ordened prayse, because of thine enemies, yt thou mightest destroye the enemie and the auenger. ³ For I considre thy heauens, euen the worke off thy fyngers: the Moone and the starres which thou hast made. ⁴ Oh what is man, yt thou art so myndfull of him? ether the sonne of ma that thou visitest him?

⁷ The righteous considreth the cause of the poore, but the vngodly regardeth no vnderstondynge.

⁸ The stretes are waist, there walketh no man therin, the appoyntmen is broken, the cities are despised, they are not regarded,

¹⁶ Yee when he helped ye oppressed and poore to their right, then prospered he well. From whence came this, but only because he had me before his eyes? saieth the LORDE. ¹⁷ Neuertheles, as for thine eyes and thine herte, they loke vpon covetousnesse, to shed innocent bloude, to do wronge and violence.

⁶ Beholde, the rulers of Israel haue brought euery man his power, to shed bloude in the. ⁷ In the haue they despised father & mother, in the haue they oppressed the strauger, in the haue they vexed the wyddowe & the fatherlesse. ⁸ Thou hast despysed my Sactuary, and vnhalowed my Sabbath.

¹ Heare, o ye heades of the house of Iacob, and ye leders of the house of Israel: Shulde not ye knowe, what were laufull and right? ² But ye hate the good, and loue the euell: ye plucke of mens skynnes, and the flesh from their bones: ³ Ye eate the flesh of my people, ad flay of their skynne: ye breake their bones, ye choppe them in peces as it were in to a cauldron, ad as flesh into a pot.

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,

¹⁴ Their mouth is full of cursynge and bytternesse. ¹⁵ Their fete are swifte to shed bloude. ¹⁶ Destruccion & wrechidnes are in their wayes, ¹⁷ and ye waye of peace haue they not knowne. ¹⁸ There is no feare of God before their eyes.