Coverdale
(i)
13 Thus wil I brynge the melody of thy songes, & the voyce of thy mynstrelsy to an ende, so that they shal nomore be herde.
14 I wil make a bare stone off the, yee a dryenge place for nettes, and shalt neuer be buylded agayne: For eue I ye LORDE haue spoken it, sayeth the LORDE God: