Matthew 12:20 Cross References - Great

²⁰ a brosed rede shall he not breake, and smokyng flax shall he not quenche, till he sende forth iudgement vnto victorie,

²¹ dost thou truste to the staffe of this broken rede Egypte, on which yf a man leane, it wyll go into his hande, and pearce it. Euen so is Pharao kynge of Egypte vnto all that trust on him.

¹⁷ The sacrifyce of God is a troubled sprete, a broken and a contrite hert (O God) shalt thou not despyse.

¹ A Psalme. O synge vnto the Lord a new songe, for he hath done maruelous thynges. ² With hys awne ryght hande and wyth his holy arme hath he gotten hym selfe the victory. ³ The Lord declared hys saluacyon, his ryghteousnes hath he openly shewed in the syght of the Heathen.

³ He healeth those that ar broken in harte & gyueth medycine to heale ther sycknes.

¹¹ He shall fede his flock lyke an herdman. He shall gather the lambes together with hys arme, and carye them in his bosome, & shall kyndely intreate those that beare yonge.

³ And a brosed rede shall he not breake, and the smoking flaxe shall he not quench: but faythfully and truly shall be geue iudgement, ⁴ not be pensyue nor carefull, that he maye restore ryghteousnes vnto the earth, and the Gentyles also shal kepe his lawes.

¹⁵ For thus sayeth the hye & excellent, euen he that dwelleth in euerlastyngnesse, whose name is the holy one: I dwell hye aboue and in the sanctuary, and wyth hym also, that is of a contrite and humble sprete do I dwell: that I maye heale a troubled mynde, and a contrite herte.

¹ The sprete of the Lorde God is vpon me, for the Lorde hath anoynted me, and sent me, to preach good tydynges vnto the poore, that I myght bynde vp the wounded hertes, that I myght preach delyueraunce to the captyue, and open the preson to them that are bounde: ² that I myght declare the acceptable yeare of the Lorde, and the daye of the vengeaunce of oure God: that I myght comforte all them that are in heuynesse, ³ that I myght geue vnto them that mourne in Sion, that I myght geue I saye, bewty in the steade of ashes, ioyfull oyntement for syghthinge, pleasaunt rayment for an heuy mynde: That they myght be called trees of ryghteousnesse, a plantynge of the Lorde for hym to reioyce in.

³¹ For the Lorde wyll not forsake for euer, ³² but though he punyshe hym: yet according to the multitude of his mercyes, he receaueth to grace agayne: ³³ For he doth not plage & cast out the children of men from his herte. ³⁴ To treade all the presoners of the earth vnder his fete.

¹⁶ Soch as be lost, will I seke: soch as go astraye: will I bring agayne: soch as be wounded, will I bynde vp: soch as be weake, will I make strong: soch as be fat & stronge, those will I rote oute, and fede them with the thing that is laufull.

²⁸ Come vnto me all ye that laboure: and are laden, and I will ease you.

¹⁸ The sprete of the Lord vpon me, because he hath annoynted me: to preache the Gospell to the pore he hath sent me: to heale the broken harted, to preach delyueraunce to the captyue, & syght to the blynde: frely to set at liberte them that are brosed,

¹⁷ I haue therfore wherof I maye reioyse thorow Chryst Iesu, in those thinges which pertayne to God. ¹⁸ For I dare not speake of eny of those thynges, whych Chryst hath not wrought by me, to make the Gentyls obedient, with worde and dede, ¹⁹ in myghty sygnes & wonders, by the power of the sprete of God: so that from Ierusalem & the coastes rounde aboute vnto Illyrycum, I haue fylled all countres with the Gospell of Christ.

⁷ So that now contrary wyse, ye ought rather to forgeue him, and comforte him: lest that same persone shuld be swalowed vp wt ouer moch heuynes.

¹⁴ Thankes be vnto God, which alwayes geueth vs the victorie in Christ, and openeth the sauer of his knowledge by vs in euery place.

³ For though we walke in the flesshe, yet we do not warre flesshly. ⁴ For the weapens of oure warrefare are not carnall thynges, but thynges myghty in God, to cast downe stronge holdes, ⁵ wherewith we ouerthrowe councels and euery hye thynge that exalteth it selfe agaynst the knowledge of God, and brynge into captiuyte all ymaginacion to the obedience of Christ,

¹² Stretch forth therfore the handes which were let downe, and the weake knees: ¹³ and se that ye haue strayght steppes vnto youre fete, lest eny halting turne you out of the waye: yee let it rather be healed.

² and I sawe. And beholde ther was a whyte horsse: and he that sat on hym, had a bowe, and a crowne was geuen vnto hym, and he went forth conqueryng & for to ouer come.

¹¹ And I sawe heauen open, & behold, a whyte horsse: & he that sat vpon him was called faythfull & true, & in rightewesnes he doth iudge & make battayle. ¹² His eyes were as a flamme of fyre: & on his heed were many crownes: & he had a name wrytten, that noman knew but he hym selfe. ¹³ And he was clothed wyth a vesture dipt in bloude, & his name is called the worde of God. ¹⁴ And the warriers which were in heauen, folowed him vpon whyte horsses, clothed wyth whyte & pure raynes: ¹⁵ and out of hys mouthe wente a sharpe two edged swerde, that wyth it he shulde smyte the hethen. And he shall rule them wyth a rodde of yron, and he trode the wynefat of fearsnes and wrath of almyghty God. ¹⁶ And hath on hys vesture and on his thygh a name wrytten: Kyng of Kynges, and Lorde of Lordes. ¹⁷ And I sawe an Angell stande in the sonne, and he cryed with a loude voyce, sayinge: to all the fowles that flye by the middes of heauen: come and gather youre selues to gether vnto the supper of the great God, ¹⁸ that ye maye eate fleshe of kynges, and the fleshe of hye captaynes, and the fleshe of myghty men, & the fleshe of horsses, and of them that syt on them, and the flesh of all free men and bonde men and of small and gret. ¹⁹ And I sawe the beast, and the kynges of the earth, and their warriers gathered together to make batayle agaynst hym that sat on the horsse, and agaynst his soudiers. ²⁰ And the beast was taken, & with hym that false prophet that wrought miracles before hym, with whych he deceaued them that receaued the beastes marke, & them that worshypped hys ymage. These both were cast quicke into a ponde of fyre burnynge wyth brymstone: ²¹ & the remnaunt were slayne wt the swearde of hym that sat vpon the horsse, whych swearde proceaded out of his mouth, & all the soules were fulfylled wyth theyr fleshe.