Great(i)
11 Beholde thou pore, ouerwhelmed with tempest & wythout comforte. I will make thy walles of precyous stones, & thy foundacyon of Saphyres,
12 thy wyndowes of Chrystal, thy gates of fyne cleare stone, & all thy borders of pleasaunt stones.
13 Thy children shall all be taught of God, & I wyll geue them plenteousnes of peace.
14 In ryghteousnes shalt thou be grounded, & be farre from oppressyon: for the whych thou nedest not be afrayed, nether for hynderaunce, for it shall not come nye the.
15 Beholde, the aleaunt that was farre from me, shall dwell with the: & he that ioyneth batayle agenst the shall perishe.
16 Beholde, I make the smith that bloweth the coales in the fyre, & he maketh a weapen after hys handy worcke. I make also the waster to destroye:
17 but all the weapens that are made agaynst the, shall not prospere. And as for all tunges, that shall resyste the in iudgement, thou shalt ouercome them, & condemne them. Thys is the heritage of the Lordes seruauntes, and their ryghteousnes commeth of me, sayeth the Lorde.