Coverdale(i)
21 Thou sonne of man, set thy face agaynst Sido, Prophecie vpo it,
22 and speake. Thus saieth the LORDE God: Beholde o Sidon, I wil vpo the, & get me honoure in the: that it maye be knowne, how that I am ye LORDE, when I punysh her, & get me honoure in her.
23 For I will sende pestilence & bloudsheddinge in to hir stretes, so yt those which be slayne with the swerde, shal lye rounde aboute in the myddest of her: & they shal knowe, that I am the LORDE.
24 She shal no more be a prickinge thorne, & an hurtinge brere vnto the house of Israel, ner vnto the that lye rounde aboute her and hate her: and they shal knowe, that I am the LORDE.
25 Thus saieth the LORDE God: when I gather the housholde of Israel together agayne, from the nacions amonge whom they be scatred: then shal I be sanctified in the, in ye sight of the Getiles: & they shal dwell in the lode, yt I gaue to my seruaunt Iacob.
26 They shal dwell safely therin, buylde houses, and plante vynyardes: Yee safely shal they dwell therin, when I haue punyshed all those, that despyse them rounde aboute: and then shall they knowe, yt I am the LORDE their God.