Coverdale(i)
4 The sayde God vnto Esay:
5 Go and speake vnto Ezechias: The LORDE God of Dauid thy father sendeth ye this worde: I haue herde thy prayer, and considred thy teares: beholde, I will put xv yeares mo vnto thy life,
6 and delyuer the and the citie also, from the honde of the kinge of Assiria, for I will defende the cite.
7 And take the this token of the LORDE, yt he will do it, as he hath spoken:
8 Beholde, I will returne the shadowe of Achas Diall, yt now is layed out with the Sonne, and bringe it ten degrees bacward. So the Sonne turned ten degrees bacward, the which he was descended afore.