Coverdale(i)
30 And I wyl destroye youre hye altares, and rote out youre ymages, and wyll cast youre bodies vpon the bodies of youre Idols, and my soule shall abhorre you.
31 And youre cities wyll I make waist, and brynge youre churches to naught, and wyll not smell youre swete odoures.
32 Thus wyll I make the londe desolate, so that youre enemies shall dwell therin, and make it waist:
33 but you will I scater amonge the Heythen, and drawe out the swerde after you, so that youre londe shal be waist, & youre cities desolate.
34 Then shall the londe reioyse in hir Sabbathes, as longe as it lyeth wayst, and ye be in the enemies londe. Yee then shal the londe kepe holy daye, and reioyse in hir rest,
35 as longe as it lieth wayst, because it coude not rest in youre Sabbathes, whan ye dwelt therin.