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Mourne O ye sheepheardes, and crye, sprinckle your selues with asshes O ye rammes of the flocke: for the tyme of your slaughter and breache is fulfylled, and ye shall fall lyke vessels that were much set by.
Yea assoone as thou turnest me, I shall refourme my selfe, and when I vnderstande, I shall smite vpon my thygh: For veryly I haue committed shamefull thynges: for I haue borne the reproofe and confusion of my youth.
All handes shalbe let downe, and all knees shalbe weake as the water.
Mourne therfore O thou sonne of man, yea euen with the breakyng of thy loynes, mourne bitterly in their presence.
Thou sonne of man prophecie, and speake, thus sayth the Lorde God, howle, wo worth this day:
Blowe vp a trumpet in Sion, and showte in my holy hyll, let all the inhabitauntes of the earth tremble: for the day of the Lorde is come, for it is nye at hande.