Tyndale(i)
1 After these thinges the Lorde apoynted other seventie also and sent them two and two before him into every citie and place whither he him silfe wolde come.
2 And he sayde vnto them the harvest is greate: but the laborers are feawe. Praye therfore the Lorde of ye harvest to send forth laborers into his hervest.
3 Goo youre wayes: beholde I sende you forthe as lambes amonge wolves.
4 Beare noo wallet nether scryppe nor shues and salute noo man by the waye.
5 Into whatsoever housse ye enter fyrst saye: Peace be to this housse.
6 And yf ye sonne of peace be theare youre peace shall rest vpon him: yf not yt shall returne to you agayne.
7 And in ye same housse tary still eatinge and drinkinge soche as they have. For the laborer is worthy of his ewarde. Go not fro housse to housse:
8 and in to whatso ever citye ye enter yf they receave you eate soche thinges as are set before you
9 and heale the sicke yt are theare and saye vnto them: the kyngdome of God is come nye vpon you.
10 But into whatsoever citie ye shall enter yf they receave you not goo youre wayes out into the stretes of ye same and saye:
11 even the very dust which cleaveth on vs of your citie we wipe of agaynst you: Not withstondinge marke this that ye kyngdome of God was come nie vpon you.
12 Ye and I saye vnto you: that it shalbe easier in that daye for Sodom then for yt cytie.
13 Wo be to the Chorazin: wo be to ye Bethsaida. For yf ye miracles had bene done in Tyre and Sido which have bene done in you they had a greate whyle agone repeted sitting in heere and asshes.
14 Neverthelesse it shalbe easier for Tyre and Sidon at the iudgement then for you.
15 And thou Capernau which art exalted to heave shalt be thrust doune to hell.
16 He yt heareth you heareth me: and he that dispiseth you despiseth me: and he that dispiseth me despiseth him that sent me.