Coverdale(i)
15 I knowe thy workes, yt thou art nether colde nor hot: I wolde thou were colde or hote.
16 So then because thou art bitwene bothe, and nether colde ner hote I wyll spew the out off my mouth:
17 because thou saist thou art riche and incresyd with goodes and hast nede of nothinge, and knowest not how thou art wretched & miserable, poore, blynde, and nakyd.