Matthew(i)
1 Then the Lorde sayed vnto Abram. Get the out of thy contrye and frome thy kyndred, and oute of thy fathers house, into a Lande whyche I wyll shewe the.
2 And I wyll make of the a myghty people, and wyll blesse the, and make thy name greate, that thou maiste be a blessynge.
3 And I wyl blesse them that blesse the and cursse them that cursse the. And in the shal be blessed al the generations of the earth.