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?
4 Therfore speake vnto them, & saye: thus saieth the LORDE God: Euery man of the house of Israel that beareth his Idols in his herte, purposynge to stomble in his owne wickednesse, and commeth to a prophet, to enquere eny thinge at me by him: vnto that man wil I the LORDE myself geue answere, acordinge to the multitude of his Idols:
5 that the house of Israel maye be snared in their owne hertes, because they be clene gone fro me, for their Idols sakes.
6 Wherfore, tell the house of Israel: thus saieth the LORDE God: Be conuerted, forsake youre Idols, and turne youre faces from all yor abhominacions.