Matthew(i)
3 So the Lorde was gracyons therin, and the Lorde sayde: well, it shal not be.
4 Agayne the Lorde shewed me thys vysyon: beholde, the Lorde God called the fyre to punish withal, and it deuoured the greate depe: yea it consumed a parte already.
5 Then sayd I Lord God, holde thyne hande: for who shulde els helpe vp Iacob, that is brought so lowe?
6 So the Lorde was mercyfull therein, and the Lord God sayde: well, it shall not be.
7 Moreouer, he shewed me thys vysyon: beholde, the Lorde stode vpon a plastered wall, and a masons trowel in hys lande.
8 And the Lorde sayd vnto me: Amos, what seyst thou? I aunswered: a masons trowel. Then sayde the Lorde: Beholde, I wyl laye the trowel among my people of Israel, and wyll no more ouerse them: