Jeremiah 2:21-35 where as I planted the as a noble vyne, & a good rote whose seed is all faithfull. How art thou turned then in to a bytter, vnfrutefull, & straunge grape?

Great⁽ⁱ⁾ ²¹ where as I planted the as a noble vyne, & a good rote whose seed is all faithfull. How art thou turned then in to a bytter, vnfrutefull, & straunge grape? ²² Yee, & that so sore: that though thou washe the wt Nitrus & make thy selfe to sauoure with that swete smellinge herbe of Borith: yet in my syght thou art stayned wyth thy wyckednesse, sayeth the Lorde thy God. ²³ Saye not nowe: I am not vnclene, and I haue not folowed Baal. Loke vpon thyne awne wayes in the woddes, valleys and dennes: so shalt thou knowe, what thou hast done. Thou art lyke a swyft Dromedary, that goeth easely his waye: ²⁴ and thy wantonnes is lyke a wylde Asse, that vseth the wyldernesse, and that snoffeth and bloweth at his wyll. Who can tame the? All they that seke the shall not fayle, but fynde the in thyne awne vnclennes ²⁵ Kepe thou thy fote from nakednes, and thy throte from thyrste, and without shame thou answerest. No, for I haue loued straungers and them will I folowe. ²⁶ Lyke as a thefe that is taken with the dede commeth to shame, euen so is the house of Israel come to confusion: the comen people, their kynges and rulers, their prestes & prophetes. ²⁷ For they saye to a stocke, thou art my father, and to a stone: thou hast begotten me yee, they haue turned their backe vpon me, & not their face. But in the tyme of their trouble, when they saye: stande vp, and helpe vs, ²⁸ I shall answere them: Where are nowe thy goddes, that thou hast made the? lett them stande vp, & helpe the in the tyme of nede? yf they be able. For loke howe many cyties thou hast (O Iuda) so many goddes hast thou also. ²⁹ Wherfore then will ye goo to lawe with me, seynge yee all are synners agaynst me, sayeth the Lorde? ³⁰ It is but lost laboure, that I smyte youre chyldren, for they receaue not my correccion. Youre awne swearde destroyeth youre prophetes, lyke a deuouringe lyon. ³¹ O ye people, loke vpon the worde of the Lorde. Am I then become a wyldernesse vnto the people of Israel? or a lande that hath no lyght? Wherfore sayeth my people then: we are Lordes, we will come no more vnto the? ³² Doth a mayden forget her rayment, or a bryde her stomacher? But as for my people they haue forget me, dayes innumerable. ³³ Why boastest thou thy wayes so hylie (to optayne fauoure there thorowe) when thou hast yet stayned them with blasphemyes? and teachest thyne awne wayes. ³⁴ Upon thy wynges is founde the bloude of poore and innocent people, & that not in corners & holes only, but openly in all these places. ³⁵ Yet darest thou saye: I am gyltlesse. Tush, his wrath can not come vpon me. Beholde, I condempne the in iudgement, because thou darest saye: I haue not offended.