Coverdale(i)
2 The kingdome of heauen is like vnto a kynge, which maried his sonne.
3 And sent forth his seruauntes, to call the gestes vnto the mariage, & they wolde not come.
4 Agayne, he sent forth other seruauntes, and sayde: Tell the gestes: Beholde, I haue prepared my dynner, myne oxen and my fed catell are kylled, and all thinges are readye, come to the mariage.
5 But they made light of it, and wente their wayes: one to his hussbandrye, another to his marchaundise.
6 As for the remnaut, they toke his seruauntes, and intreated the shamefully, and slew the.
7 When the kynge herde that, he was wroth, and sent forth his warryers, and destroyed those murtherers, and set fyre vpon their cite.
8 Then sayde he vnto his seruauntes: The mariage in dede is prepared, but the gestes were not worthy.
9 Go youre waye out therfore in to ye hye wayes, and as many as ye fynde, byd them to the mariage.
10 And the seruauntes wete out in to the hye wayes, and gathered together as many as they coulde fynde, both good and bad, & the tables were all full.