Coverdale(i)
1 There resorted vnto me certayne of ye elders of Israel, & sat downe by me.
2 Then came the worde of the LORDE vnto me, sayenge:
3 Thou sonne of man, these men beare their Idols in their hertes, & go purposly vpon the stomblinge block of their owne wickednesse: how darre they then axe councell at me?