Jeremiah · Chapter 7

[ edit] The wrd þat is mad to Jeremye of þe Lord, ſeiende, Stond in þe ȝate of þe hous of þe Lord, and preche þere þis wrd, and ſey, Hereþ þe wrd of þe Lord, al Juda, þat gon in þurȝ þeſe ȝatus, þat ȝee honoure þe Lord. Þeſe þingus ſeiþ þe Lord of oſtus, God of Irael, Good makeþ ȝoure weies, and ȝoure ſtudies, and I ſhal dwelle wiþ ȝou in þis place. Wileþ not troſten in wrdis of leſyng, ſeiende, Temple of þe Lord, temple of þe Lord, temple of þe Lord is.

For if ȝee wil euene riȝt reulen ȝoure weies, and ȝoure ſtudies; if ȝee do dom betwe man and his neȝhebore; to þe comeling, and to þe faderles child, and to þe widewe ȝee do not wrong chaleng; ne ynnocent blod ȝe ſheden out in þis place, and after aliene goddis ȝee go not out, in to euel to ȝou ſelf, Y ſhal dwelle wiþ ȝou in þis place, in þe lond þat Y ȝaf to ȝoure faders, fro þe world in to þe world. Lo! ȝee troſten to ȝou in wrdus of leſing, þat ſhul not profite to ȝou; to ſteln, to ſlen, to don auoutrie, to ſwern liendely, to offre to Baalym, and to gon after aliene godus, whom ȝee knowe not.

And ȝee camen, and ſtoden bifor me in þis hous, in whiche is inwardly clepid my name; and ȝee ſeiden, Delyuered wee ben, for þi þat wee han do alle þeſe abhominaciouns. Wheþer þanne a ſpelunke, or denne, of þeues mad is þis hous, in whiche is inwardly clepid my name in ȝoure eȝen? I, Y am, Y ſaȝ, ſeiþ þe Lord. Goþ to my place in Silo, wher dwellide my name fro þe bigynnyng, and ſeeþ what I dide to it, for þe malice of my puple Irael.

And now, for ȝee han don alle þeſe werkis, ſeiþ þe Lord, and Y ſpac to ȝou, erly riſende, and ſpekende, and ȝee herden not, and Y clepede ȝou, and ȝee anſwerden not; Y ſhal do to þis hous, in whiche is clepid my name, and in whiche ȝee han troſt, and to þe place þat Y ȝaf to ȝow and to ȝoure faders, as Y dide to Silo. And Y ſhal þrowe ȝou aferr fro my face, as Y þreȝ aferr alle ȝoure breþern, al þe ſed of Effraym. Þou þanne wile þou not preȝe for þis puple, ne take þou to for þem preiſing and oriſoun; and ne wiþſtonde þou to me, for Y ſhal not here þee. Wheþer ſeeſt þou not, what þeſe don in þe cites of Juda, and in þe ſtretes of Jeruſalem?

Sonus gederen trees, and faders brennen vp fyr; and wymmen ſprengen togidere talȝ, þat þei make ſweete cakis to þe quen of heuene, and ſacrifien to aliene goddis, and me to wraþe þei terre. Wheþer me to wraþe þei terre? ſeiþ þe Lord; wheþer not þemſelf in þe confuſioun of þer chere? Þerfore þeſe þingus ſeiþ þe Lord God, Lo! my wodnes and myn indignacioun is molten vp on þys place, vp on þe wallis, and vp on þe beſtes, and vp on þe tree of þe regioun, and vp on þe frutus of þe erþe; and it ſhal be tend vp, and not be quenchid. Þeſe þingus ſeiþ þe Lord of oſtes, God of Irael, Ȝoure brent ſacrifiſes addeþ to ȝoure victorie ſacrifiſes, and eteþ fleſh.

For Y ſpac not wiþ ȝoure faders, and I comaundide not to þem, in þe dai þat I ladde þem out fro þe lond of Egipt, of þe wrd of brent ſacrifiſes, and of victorie ſacrifiſes. But þis wrd I comaundide to þem, ſeiende, Hereþ my vois, and Y ſhal be to ȝou a God, and ȝee ſhul be to me a puple; and goþ in eche weie þat Y comaunde to ȝou, þat it wel be to ȝou. And þei herden not, ne boweden þer ere, but wenten awei in þer foule delites, and in ſhreudenes of þer euele herte; and þei ben mad bacward, and not beforn, fro þe day þat þe fadris of þem wenten out fro þe lond of Egipt vn to þis dai. And I ſente to ȝou alle my ſeruauns profetus, bi dai riſende erli, and ſendende.

And þei herden not me, ne boweden in þer ere; but inwardli hardeden þer nol, and werſe wroȝten þan þer fadris. And þou ſhalt ſpeke to þem alle þeſe wrdys, and þei ſhul not here þee; þou ſhalt clepe þem, and þei ſhul not anſwern to þee. And þou ſhalt ſey to þem, Þis is þe folc, þat herde not þe vois of þe Lord þer God, ne reſceyuede diſcipline; feiþ perſhede, and is taken awei fro þe mouþ of þem. Dodde þin her, and þroȝ a ferr, and in euene riȝt tac weiling; for þe Lord haþ þrowen aferr, and forſaken þe ieneracioun of his wodneſſe.

For þe ſonus of Juda diden euel in myn eȝen, ſeiþ þe Lord; þei ſetteden þer offendende þingus in þe hous, in whiche ys inwardly clepid my name, þat þei defoule it; and þei bilden vp þe heȝe þingus of Tofeþ, þat is in þe valey of þe ſone of Ennon, þat þei brenne þer ſones and þer doȝtris wiþ fyr, þe whiche þingus I comaundide not, ne þoȝte in myn herte. Þerfore lo! daȝes comen, ſeiþ þe Lord, and it ſhal not be ſeid no mor Tofeþ, and þe valey of þe ſone of Ennon, but þe valey of ſlaȝter; and þei ſhul birien in Tofeþ, for þi þat þer was not place to birie for þe multitude of careynes.

And ben ſhal þe moreyn of þis puple in to mete to þe foules of heuene, and to þe beſtus of erþe; and þer ſhal not be þat dryue awey. And to reſten I ſhal make fro þe chef cytes of Juda, and fro þe ſtretes of Jeruſalem, vois of ioȝe, and vois of gladneſſe, vois of þe ſpouſe man, and vois of þe ſpouſe womman; in deſolacioun forſoþe ſhal ben þe erþe.