Coverdale(i)
28 The prophet that hath a dreame, let him tell it: and he that vnderstondeth my worde, let him shewe it faithfully. For what hath chaffe and wheat to do together? saieth the LORDE.
29 Is not my worde like a fyre, saieth the LORDE) and like an hammer, that breaketh the harde stone?
30 Therfore thus saieth the LORDE: beholde, I wil vpo the prophetes, that steale my worde priuely from euery man.
31 Beholde, here am I (saieth the LORDE) agaynst the prophetes, that take vpon their tunges to speake: The LORDE hath sayde it.
32 , that darre prophecy lies, and disceaue my people with their vanities and miracles, whom I neuer sent, ner commaunded them. They shal do this people greate harme, saieth the LORDE.