TSK · Isaiah 30:20

And say: Thus sayeth ye king: Put this felow in the prison house, and feede him with bread of affliction, and with water of trouble, vntill I returne in peace.

For a litle short time passeth in his anger, a life is spente in his good wyll: at euening weeping shall begin the night, but ioy commeth in the morning.

Thou feedest them with the bread of teares: and geuest them plenteously teares to drinke.

Is it is a vayne thing for you that ye make haste to ryse vp early, that ye make delayes to take rest, eatyng the bread of sorowes: euen so he geueth sleepe to his welbeloued.

The exile maketh haste to be loosed, that he dye not in prison, and that his bread fayle hym not.

Like as I haue done, so shall ye do also: ye shall not couer your lippes, ye shall eate no mans bread.

Pray ye therfore the lorde of the haruest, that he wyl thrust foorth labourers into the haruest.

And he gaue some apostles, and some prophetes, and some euangelistes, and some shepheardes and teachers,