Coverdale(i)
1 This is ye heuy burthe of Babilo, which Esaye the sonne of Amos dyd se.
2 Make some tokes to the hie hilles, call vnto them, holde vp youre hode, that the prynces maye go in at the dore.
3 For I will sende for my debites and my gyautes (sayeth the LORDE) and in my wrath I will call for soch, as tryumphe in my glory.
4 With that, me thought I herde in the moutaynes, a noyse, like as it had bene of a greate people: and a ru?shinge, as though the kyngdomes of all nacions had come together. (And the LORDE of hoostes was the captayne of the whole armye.)
5 As they had come not only out of farre countrees, but also from the endes of the heaues: Eue the LORDE himself with the ministers of his wrath, to destroye the whole lode.