1 Kings 17

Great(i) 1 And Elia the Thesbite (whych was of the enhabiters of Gilead) sayde vnto Ahab: as truly as the Lord God of Israel lyueth, before whome I stande there shalbe nether dewe nor rayne these yeres, but accordynge to my worde. 2 And the worde of the Lorde came vnto him, sayeng: 3 gett the hence, & turne the estwarde, & hide thy selfe in the brooke Cherith, that is it that lyeth before Iordan: 4 Thou shalt drynck of the ryuer, & I haue commaunded the rauens to fede the there. 5 And so he went, & dyd according vnto the worde of the Lord: For he went, & dwelt by the brooke Cherith, that is before Iordan. 6 And the rauens brought him bread & fleshe in the mornyng, & lykewise bread & flessh in the euening, & he drancke of the brooke. 7 And it chaunced after a while, that the brooke dryed vp, because ther fell no rayne vpon the erth 8 And the word of the Lorde came vnto him, sayeng: 9 vp & gett the to Zarphath, whych is in Sido, & dwell there. Beholde I haue commaunded a wydowe there to sustayne the. 10 So he arose, & went to Zarphath. And when he came to the gate of the cytie, the wedow was there, geathering stickes. And he called to her, & sayd: fet me I praye the, a lytle water in a vessell, that I maye dryncke. 11 And as she was goyng to fett it, he cryed after her, and sayd: bryng me I praye the, a morsell of bread also in thyne hande. 12 She sayd: As truely as the Lord thy God lyueth, I haue no bread readye, but euen an handfull of mele in a barell, and a lyttle oyle in a cruse. And behold, I am gathering two stickes for to go in, & dresse it for me and my sonne, that we maye eate it, and dye. 13 And Elia sayde vnto her: feare not, come & do as thou hast sayde: but make me therof a lyttle cake fyrst of all, & bringe it vnto me: and afterwarde make for the and thy sonne. 14 For thus sayth the Lorde God of Israel: the meale in the barell shall not be wasted nether shall the oyle in the cruse be mynisshed, vntyll the Lorde haue sent rayne vpon the erthe. 15 And she went, and dyd as Elia sayde. And she & he & her house dyd eate a good space, 16 and the meale wasted not out of the barell, nether was the oyle spent out of the cruse accordyng to the worde of the Lorde, which he spake by the hande of Elia. 17 And after these thynges, it happened, that the sonne of the wyfe of the house fell sycke. And his sycknesse was so sore, that there was no breath left in him. 18 And she sayde vnto Elia: what haue I to do with the, O thou man of God? art thou come vnto me, to call my synne agayne to remembraunce, & to slaye my sonne? 19 He sayde vnto her: geue me thy sonne. And he toke him out of her lappe, and caryed him vp into a lofte wher he abode, & layde him vpon his awne bedd, 20 & called vnto the Lorde, and sayde: O Lorde my God, hast thou punysshed also this wedowe (wt whom I dwell as a stranger) & hast slayne her sonne? 21 And he stretched hym selfe vpon the chylde thre tymes, & called vnto the Lorde, and sayd: O Lorde my God, let this childes soule come into him agayne. 22 And the Lorde hearde the voyce of Elia, and the soule of the chylde came into hym agayne, & he reuyued. 23 And Elia toke the boye, and brought hym downe out of the chambre into the house, & delyuered hym vnto hys mother, and Elia sayde: beholde, thy sonne lyueth. 24 And the woman sayde vnto Elia: nowe I knowe, that thou art a man of God, and that the worde of the Lorde in thy mouth, is true.