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22 Thy siluer is turned to drosse, and thy wine mixt with water.

23 Thy princes are wicked, and companions of theeues: they loue gyftes altogether, and gape for rewardes: As for the fatherlesse they helpe hym not to his ryght, neither wyll they let the widdowes causes come before them.

24 Therfore saith the Lorde God of hoastes, the mightie one of Israel: Ah I must ease me of mine enemies, and auenge me of mine aduersaries:

25 And I shall lay my hande vpon thee, and purely purge away thy drosse, and take away all thy tinne:

26 And set thy iudges agayne as they were sometyme, and thy senatours as they were from the begynnyng: and then thou shalt be called the ryghteous citie, the faythfull citie.

27 Sion shalbe redeemed with equitie, and her conuertes with righteousnesse.

28 But the transgressours, and the vngodly, and such as forsake the Lorde, shall altogether be vtterly destroyed.

29 For ye shalbe confounded for the trees which ye haue desired: and ye shalbe ashamed of the gardens that ye haue chosen.

30 For ye shalbe as a tree whose leaues are fallen away, and as a garden that hath no moystnesse.

31 And the very strong one of your idols shalbe as towe, and the maker of it as a sparke of fire and they shal both burne together, and no man quenche them.

Isaiah 1:22-31, Bishops' Bible of 1568. Public domain.
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