Jeremiah · Chapter 11
Wycliffe's Bible (1382) · chapter 481 of 858 · about 4 min
[ edit] The wrd þat is don to Jeremye of þe Lord, ſeiende, Hereþ þe wrdus of þis couenaunt, and ſpekeþ to þe men of Juda, and dwelleres of Jeruſalem; and þou ſhalt ſey to þem, Þeſe þingus ſeiþ þe Lord God of Irael, Curſid þe man þat ſhal not here þe wrdus of þis couenaunt, þat Y comaundede to ȝoure fadris, in þe dai þat Y ladde hem out fro þe lond of Egipt, fro þe irene furneys; ſeiende, Hereþ my vois, and doþ alle þingus þat Y comaundide to ȝou, and ȝee ſhul be to me in to a puple, and Y ſhal be to ȝou in to a God; þat Y rere þe oþ þat Y ſwor to ȝoure fadris, me to ȝyue to þem a lond flowende mylc and hony, as is þis dai. And Y anſwerde, and ſeide, Amen, Lord.
And þe Lord ſeide to me, Crye out alle þeſe wrdus in þe cites of Juda, and wiþouteforþ Jeruſalem, ſeiende, Hereþ þe wrdus of þis couenaunt, and doþ þem; for witneſſende Y witneſſede ȝoure faders, in þe dai þat Y ladde þem out fro þe lond of Egipte, vnto þis day; erly riſende Y witneſſede, and ſeide, Hereþ my vois. And þei herden not, ne boweden in þer ere, but wenten awei eche in to þe ſhreudeneſſe of his euele herte; and Y broȝte in vp on hem alle þe wrdus of þis couenaunt, þat Y comaundide þat þei ſhulden do, and þei diden not.
And þe Lord ſeide to me, Þer is founde coniuracioun in þe men of Juda, and in þe dwelleris of Jeruſalem; þei ben turned aȝeen to þe raþere wickidneſſes of þer faders, þat wolden not here my wrdus; and þeſe þanne aftir aliene goddis ȝiden awei, þat þei ſerue to þem; all voide maden þe houſe of Irael and þe hous of Juda my couenaunt, þat Y couenauntede wiþ þer faders. Wherfore þeſe þingus ſeiþ þe Lord, Lo! Y ſhal bringen in vp on hem eueles, of whiche gon out þei ſhul not moun; and þei ſhul crien to me, and Y ſhal not heren hem. And gon ſhul þe cites of Juda and þe dwelleris of Jeruſalem, and crien to þem, to whom þei offren; and þei ſhul not ſaue þem in tyme of þer tormenting.
After þe noumbre forſoþe of þi cites weren þi godis, Juda, and after þe noumbre of þi weies, Jeruſalem, þou ſettedeſt auteres of confuſion, autres to offre to Balim. Þou þanne, wile þou not preȝe for þis puple, and ne take þou too for þem preiſing and oriſoun; for Y ſhal not heren in þe time of þer cry to me, in tyme of þer torment. What is, þat my loued in myn hous doþ many hidous giltus? wheþer hoeli fleſh ſhul don awei fro þee þi malices, in whiche þou glorieſt? An olyue plenteuous, fair, fructuous, ſemeli, clepede þe Lord þi name; at þe vois of þe grete ſpeche brende out fyr in it, and to-brend ben alle his buſſhy places.
And þe Lord of oſtus þat plauntede þee, ſpac vp on þee euel, for þe euelus of þe hous of Irael, and of þe hous of Juda, þat þei diden to þemſelf, offrende to Balim, to terre me. Þou forſoþe, Lord, haſt ſhewid to me, and Y kneȝ; þou haſt ſhewid to me þe ſtudies of hem. I as a debonere lomb, þat is born to ſlayn ſacrifiſe; and Y kneȝ not, for þei þoȝten vp on me counſeil, ſeiende, Sende wee a tree in to his bred, and ſhaue wee hym out fro þe lond of lyueres, and his name be no more membred. Þou forſoþe, Lord of Sabaoþ, þat demeſt riȝtwiſly, and proueſt reenes and hertes, ſee Y þi veniaunce of þem; to þee forſoþe Y ſhewede my cauſe.
Þerfor þeſe þingus ſeiþ þe Lord to þe men of Anatoþ, þat ſechen my ſoule, and ſeyn, Þou ſhalt not profecien in þe name of þe Lord, and þou ſhalt not die in oure hondus. Þerfor þeſe þingus ſeiþ þe Lord of oſtus, Lo! Y ſhal viſite vp on hem; ȝunge men ſhul die in ſwerd, þe ſonus of þem and þe doȝtris of þem ſhul dien in hunger; and relikes ſhul not ben of hem; I ſhal leden in forſoþe euel vp on þe men of Anatoþ, a ȝer of þe viſitynge of hem.