Coverdale(i)
2 Thus speaketh the LORDE of hoostes, and saieth: This people doth saye: The tyme is not yet come to buylde vp the LORDES house.
3 Then spake the LORDE by the prophet Aggeus & sayed:
4 Ye yor selues can fynde tyme to dwell in syled houses, and shal this house lye waist?
5 Considre now youre owne wayes in youre hertes (saieth ye LORDE of hoostes)
6 ye sowe moch, but ye bringe litle in: Ye eate, but ye haue not ynough: ye drinke, but ye are not fylled: ye decke youre selues, but ye are not warme: & he yt earneth eny wage, putteth it in a broken purse.
7 Thus saieth the LORDE of hoostes: Cosidre youre owne wayes in youre hertes,
8 get you vp to the mountayne, fetch wod, & buylde vp the house: that it maye be acceptable vnto me, and that I maye shewe myne honoure, saieth the LORDE.
9 Ye loked for moch, and lo it is come to litle: & though ye brynge it home, yet do I blowe it awaye. And why so, saieth the LORDE of hoostes? Eue because that my house lyeth so waist, and ye renne euery man vnto his owne house.
10 Wherfore the heauen is forbydde to geue you eny dew, and the earth is forbydden to geue you encrease.
11 I haue called for a drouth, both vpo the londe & vpon the mountaynes, vpon corne, vpon wyne & vpon oyle, vpon euery thinge that the grounde bryngeth forth, vpon men and vpon catell, yee and vpon all handy laboure.