Matthew(i)
1 Thus sayeth the Lorde of hostes the God of Israel agaynste Moab: wo be to the cytie of Nabo, for it shal be layed waste, broughte to confusyon & taken. Yea thy stronge cytye of Kariathiarim shalbe brought to shame, and afrayd:
2 Moab shall no more be had in honoure: Wycked councell shalbe taken vpon Hesebon. Come (shall they saye) let vs rote them oute, that they maye be no more amonge the nombre of the Gentyles, yea that they maye no more be thought vpon: Thus the swearde shall persecute the:
3 A voyce shall crye from Horonaim: Wyth greate wastynge and destruccyon,
4 is Moab made desolate. And this crye shalbe hearde in all her cytyes.
5 At the goynge vp vnto Luithe there shall aryse a lamentacyon: & doune towarde Horonaim, there shall be hearde a cruell & a deadly crye:
6 Get you away, saue youre lyues, and be lyke vnto the heath in the wyldernes.
7 For because thou haste trusted in thy stronge holdes and treasure, thou shalte be taken Chamos wyth hys priestes and prynces shall go awaye into captiuite.
8 The destroyer shall come vpon all cytyes, none shall escape. The valeys shalbe destroyed, and the feldes shall be layed waste: lyke as the Lorde hath determed.
9 Make a token vnto Moab, that she get her awaye spedelye: for her cytyes shalbe made so desolate, that no man shall dwell there in.
10 Cursed be he that doth the worcke of the Lorde negligentlye, and cursed be he that kepeth backe hys swearde from sheddynge of bloude.
11 Moab hath euer bene ryche and carelesse from her youth vp, she hath sytten and taken her ease wyth her treasure. She was neuer yet put oute of one vessell into another (that is) she neuer wente awaye into captiuite, therfore her taste remayneth, and her sauoure is not yet chaunged.
12 But lo, the tyme cometh, sayeth the Lorde that I shall sende her trussers to trusse her vp, to prepare & season her vessels: yea her tanckerdes rattell, and shake to and fro.
13 And Moab shalbe ashamed of Chamos, lyke as Israel was ashamed of Bethell, wherein she put her truste.
14 Wherfore do ye thincke thus: we are mightye, and stronge men of warre?
15 Moab shall be destroyed, and her cities brente vp: her chosen yong men shall be slayne, sayeth the king, whose name is the Lorde of Hostes.
16 The destruccyon of Moab commeth on a pace, and her fall is at hande.
17 All her neyghbours shall mourne for her, and all they that knowe her name, shall saye: O howe happeneth it, that the stronge staf & the goodlye rode is thus broken?
18 And thou doughter Dibon, come doune from thy glorye, and sit in pouerte. For he that destroyeth Moab, shall come vp to the also, & breake doune thy stronge holdes.
19 And thou that dwelleste in Aroer, get the to the strete, and loke aboute the: aske them that are fled and escaped, and saye: what thinge is happened?
20 O, Moab is confounded and ouercome. Mourne, and crye, tel it oute at Arnon, that Moab is destroyed.
21 And myserye shall come vpon the playne lande: Namely, vpon Holon & Iahazah: vpon Mephaath
22 and Dibon vpon Nabo & the house of Deblathaim,
23 vpon Cariathiarim and Bethgamul, vpon Bethmaon
24 & Carioth, vpon Bozrah and all the cytyes in the lande of Moab, whether they lye farre or neare.
25 The horne of Moab shall be smitten doune and her arme broken, sayeth the Lorde.