Coverdale(i)
15 So bringe me now a mynstrell. And whan the mynstrell played vpo the instrument, the hande of the LORDE came vpo him.
16 And he sayde: Thus sayeth the LORDE: Make pittes by this broke.
17 For thus sayeth the LORDE: Ye shal se nether wynde ner rayne, yet shall the broke be full of water, that ye and youre housholdes & youre catell maie drynke.
18 Yee and that is but a small thinge in the sighte of the LORDE. And the Moabites shal he delyuer in to youre handes,