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| 1:1 | The heauy burthen, whiche the Lorde sheweth agaynst Israel by Malachi. |
| 1:2 | I haue loued you, sayeth the Lord: and yet ye say: wherin haste thou loued vs? Was not Esau Iacobs brother, sayeth the Lord? yet haue I loued Iacob, |
| 1:3 | & hated Esau: yea I haue made his hilles waste, & his heretage a wildernesse for dragons: |
| 1:4 | & though Edom sayd: wel, we are destroyed, we wyll go buylde vp agayne the places that be wasted: yet (sayeth the Lord of hostes) what they buylded, that brake I domie, so that is was called a cursed lande, and a people, whom the Lorde hath euer bene angrye withall. |
| 1:5 | Youre eyes haue sene it, & ye youre selues must confesse, that the Lord hath brought the land of Israel to great honour. |
| 1:6 | Should not a sonne honoure his father, & a seruaunte hys mayster? Yf I be now a father, where is mine honoure? Yf I be the Lorde, where am I feared? sayeth the Lord of hostes. Now to you priestes, that despise my name. And yf ye saye: wherin haue we despised thy name: |
| 1:7 | In this, that ye offre vnclean bread vpon myne aulter. And yf ye wyl say: wherin haue we offered auye vnclene thinge vnto the? In this place ye say: the aulter of the lord is not to be regarded. |
| 1:8 | Yf ye offre the blind, is not that euill? And yf ye offre the lame, and syck, is not that euyll? Yea, offre it vnto thy prince, shal he be content with the, or accepte thy personne, sayeth the Lorde of hostes. |
| 1:9 | And now make your prayer before God, that he may haue mercy vpon vs: for suche thinges haue ye done. Shal he regarde your personnes, thyncke ye, sayeth the Lorde of hostes? |
| 1:10 | Yea, what is he amonge you, that wyll do so muche as to shut the dores, or to kindle the fire vpon myne aulter for naught? I haue no pleasure in you, sayeth the Lord of hostes: and as for the meatofferynge, I will not accepte it at your hande. |
| 1:11 | For from the rysynge vp of the sunne vnto the goynge doune of the same, my name is greate amonge the Gentyles: yea, in euery place shall there sacryfice be done, & a cleane meatoffering offered vp vnto my name: for my name is great among the heathen, sayeth the Lorde of hostes. |
| 1:12 | But ye haue vnhalowed it, in that ye say: the aulter of the Lorde is not to be regarded, & the thinge that is set ther vpon, not worthy to be eaten. |
| 1:13 | Now say ye: It is but laboure and trauail, and thus haue ye thought scorne at it (sayeth the Lorde of hostes) offeryng robbery, yea, the lame and the sicke. Ye haue brought me in a meatoffering, shoulde I accepte it of youre hande, sayeth the Lorde? |
| 1:14 | Cursed be the dissembler, which hath in his flocke one that is male and when he maketh a vowe, offereth a spoted one vnto the lord. For I am a great king (sayeth the Lorde of hostes) and my name is fearfull amonge the Heathen. |
| 1:1 | The heuy burthen, which the Lorde sheweth agaynste Israell, by Malachy. |
| 1:2 | I haue loued you, sayeth the Lorde: & yet ye saye wherin haste thou loued vs? Was not Esau Iacobs brother, sayeth the Lorde? yet haue I loued Iacob, |
| 1:3 | and hated Esau: yee, I haue made hys hylles wast and his heritage a wildernesse for dragons. |
| 1:4 | And though Edom sayde: well, we are destroyed, we wyll go buylde vp agayne the places that he wasted, yet (sayeth the Lorde of hostes) what they buylded, that brake I downe: so that it was called a cursed lande, and a people, whome the Lorde hath euer bene angrye withall. |
| 1:5 | Youre eyes haue sene it, and ye youre selues must confesse, that the Lorde hath brought the lande of Israel to great honoure. |
| 1:6 | Shulde not a sonne honoure his father, & a seruaunt his master? Yf I be now a father, where is myne honoure? Yf I be the Lord, where am I feared? sayeth the Lorde of hostes. Now to you prestes, that despyse my name. And yf ye saye: wherin haue we despised thy name? |
| 1:7 | In this, that ye offre vnclene bred vpon myne aulter. And yf ye wil saye: wherin haue we offered any vnclene thinge vnto the? In this that ye saye: the aulter of the Lorde is not to be regarded. |
| 1:8 | Yf ye offre the blynde, is not that euel? And yf ye offre the lame and sycke, is not that euell? Yee, offre it vnto thy prince, shal he be content with the, or accepte thy personne, sayeth the Lorde of hostes? |
| 1:9 | And now make youre prayer before God, that he maye haue mercy vpon vs: for soche thinges haue ye done. Shal he regard your personnes, thinke ye, saieth the Lorde of hostes? |
| 1:10 | Yee, what is he amonge you, that wyl do so moch as to shut the dores, or to kindle the fyre vpon myne aulter for naught? I haue no pleasure in you, sayeth the Lord of hostes: and as for the meatoffringe, I wyl not accepte it at youre hande. |
| 1:11 | For from the risyng vp of the sonne vnto the going downe of the same, my name is greate amonge the Gentiles: yee, in euery place shal there sacrifice be done, and clene meatoffring offred vp vnto my name: for my name is great amonge the Heathen, sayeth the Lorde of hostes. |
| 1:12 | But ye haue vnhalowed it, in that ye saye, the aulter of the Lorde is not to be regarded, and the thyng that is set thervpon not worthy to be eaten. |
| 1:13 | Now saye ye: It is but laboure and trauayle, and thus haue ye thought scorne at it (sayeth the Lorde of hoostes) offrynge robbery, yee, the lame and the sycke. Ye haue brought me in a meatofferyng, shulde I accepte it of your hande, sayeth the Lorde? |
| 1:14 | Cursed be the dissembler, which hath in his flocke one that is a male, and when he maketh a vowe, offereth a spotted one vnto the Lord. For I am a greate kynge (sayeth the Lorde of hostes) and my name is fearfull among the Heathen. |
| 1:1 | The burden of the woorde of the Lord to Israel by the ministerie of Malachi. |
| 1:2 | I haue loued you, sayth the Lord: yet yee say, Wherein hast thou loued vs? Was not Esau Iaakobs brother, saith the Lord? yet I loued Iaakob, |
| 1:3 | And I hated Esau, and made his mountaines wast, and his heritage a wildernes for dragons. |
| 1:4 | Though Edom say, wee are impouerished, but we will returne and build the desolate places, yet sayeth the Lord of hostes, they shall builde, but I will destroy it, and they shall call them, The border of wickednes, and the people, with whome the Lord is angrie for euer. |
| 1:5 | And your eyes shall see it, and yee shall say, The Lord will be magnified vpon the border of Israel. |
| 1:6 | A sonne honoureth his father, and a seruant his master. If then I be a father, where is mine honour? and if I be a master, where is my feare, sayth the Lord of hostes vnto you, O Priestes, that despise my Name? and yee say, Wherein haue we despised thy Name? |
| 1:7 | Ye offer vncleane bread vpon mine altar, and you say, Wherein haue we polluted thee? In that ye say the table of the Lord is not to be regarded. |
| 1:8 | And if yee offer the blinde for sacrifice, it is not euill: and if ye offer the lame and sicke, it is not euill: offer it nowe vnto thy prince: will he be content with thee, or accept thy person, saieth the Lord of hostes? |
| 1:9 | And nowe, I pray you, pray before God, that he may haue mercie vpon vs: this hath beene by your meanes: will hee regard your persons, sayth the Lord of hostes? |
| 1:10 | Who is there euen among you, that would shut the doores? and kindle not fire on mine altar in vaine, I haue no pleasure in you, sayeth the Lord of hostes, neither will I accept an offering at your hande. |
| 1:11 | For from the rising of the sunne vnto the going downe of the same, my Name is great among the Gentiles, and in euery place incense shalbe offred vnto my Name, and a pure offering: for my Name is great among the heathen, sayeth the Lord of hostes. |
| 1:12 | But ye haue polluted it, in that ye say, The table of the Lord is polluted and the fruit thereof, euen his meat is not to be regarded. |
| 1:13 | Ye said also, Beholde, it is a wearines, and ye haue snuffed at it, sayth the Lord of hostes, and ye offred that which was torne, and the lame and the sicke: thus yee offred an offring: shoulde I accept this of your hand, sayth the Lord? |
| 1:14 | But cursed be the deceiuer, which hath in his flocke a male, and voweth, and sacrificeth vnto ye Lord a corrupt thing: for I am a great King, sayth the Lord of hostes, and my Name is terrible among the heathen. |
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