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15:1	The worde of the Lorde came vnto me, sayinge:
15:2	Thou sonne of man: What commeth of the vyne amonge all other trees? & of the wylde vyne stock amonge all other tymbre of the groaue?
15:3	Do men take wodd of it, to make any worcke with all? Or maye there a nayle be made of it, to hange any thynge vpon?
15:4	Beholde, it is cast in the fyre to be brent, the fyre consumeth both the endes of it. the myddest is brent to asshes. Is it mete then for any worcke? No.
15:5	Seynge then, that it was mete for no worcke, beinge whole: moch lesse maye there any thinge be made of it, when the fyre hath consumed & brent it.
15:6	And therfore thus sayeth the Lorde God: Lyke as I cast the vyne into the fyre for to be brent, as other trees of the wodd: Euen so will I do with them that dwell in Ierusalem,
15:7	& set my face agaynst them: they shall go out from the fyre, & yet the fyre shall consume them. Then shall ye knowe, that I am the Lorde, when I set my face agaynst them,
15:8	& make the lande waste: because they haue so sore offended, sayeth the Lorde God.


15:1	And the word of the Lord was maad to me,
15:2	and he seide, Sone of man, what schal be don to the tre of a vyne, of alle the trees of woodis, that ben among the trees of woodis?
15:3	Whether tymbre schal be takun therof, that werk be maad? ether shal a stake be maad therof, that ony vessel hange ther onne?
15:4	Lo! it is youun in to mete; fier wastide euer eithir part therof, and the myddis therof is dryuun in to deed sparcle; whether it schal be profitable to werk?
15:5	Yhe, whanne it was hool, it was not couenable to werk; hou myche more whanne fier hath deuourid, and hath brent it, no thing of werk schal be maad therof?
15:6	Therfor the Lord God seith thes thingis, As the tre of a vyne is among the trees of woodis, which Y yaf to fier to deuoure, so Y yaf the dwelleris of Jerusalem,
15:7	and Y schal sette my face ayens hem. Thei schulen go out of the fier, and fier schal waaste hem; and ye schulen wite, that Y am the Lord, whanne Y schal sette my face ayens hem,
15:8	and schal yyue the lond with out weie and desolat, for thei weren trespassours, seith the Lord God.


15:1	The worde of the LORDE came vnto me, sayenge:
15:2	Thou sonne of man: What commeth of the vyne amonge all other trees? and of the wyne stocke, amoge all other tymbre of the groaue?
15:3	Do me take wodd of it, to make eny worke withall? Or maye there a nale be made of it, to hange eny thinge vpon?
15:4	Beholde, it is cast in the fyre to be brent, the fyre consumeth both the endes of it, the myddest is brent to a?shes. Is it mete then for eny worke? No.
15:5	Seinge then, that it was mete for no worke, beinge whole: moch lesse maye there eny thinge be made of it, when the fyre hath consumed and brent it.
15:6	And therfore thus saieth the LORDE God: Like as I cast the vyne in to the fyre for to be brent, as other trees of the wod: Euen so wil I do with them that dwell in Ierusalem,
15:7	and set my face agaynst them: they shall go out from the fyre, and yet the fyre shall consume them. Then shal ye knowe, that I am the LORDE, when I set my face agaynst them,
15:8	and make the londe waist: because they haue so sore offended, saieth the LORDE God.