TSK · Malachi 1:6

And thou shalt saye vnto Pharao: Thus sayeth the Lorde, Israel is my sonne euen my first borne sonne.

Ye shall feare euery man his mother and his father, & kepe my Sabbathes: I am the Lorde your God.

Do ye so rewarde the Lord, O foolishe nation and vnwise? Is not he thy father that hath bought thee? Hath he nat made thee, and ordeyned thee?

There is a generation that curseth their father, and doth not blesse their mother.

Heare O heauens, and hearken O earth: for the Lorde hath spoken, I haue norished and brought vp children, and they haue done vnfaithfully against me.

There is no man that calleth vpon thy name, that standeth vp to take hold by thee: therefore hidest thou thy face from vs, and consumest vs, because of our sinnes.

Wheras I planted thee a noble vine, and wholly a right seede: howe art thou turned then into a bitter vnfruitfull and straunge grape?

For the prophetes and the priestes them selues are polluted hypocrites, and their wickednesse haue I founde in my house, saith the Lorde.

The chyldren of Ionadab Rechabs sonne, haue stedfastly kept their fathers commaundement that he gaue them: but this people is not obedient vnto me,

My people perishe for lacke of knowledge: because thou hast refused knowledge, therfore wyll I refuse thee also, so that thou shalt no more be my priest: and forsomuche as thou hast forgotten the lawe of thy God, I wyll also forget thy chyldren.

And Ephraim hath sayde, Tushe I am riche, I haue good enough: in all my workes shall not one iniquitie be founde wherin I haue offended.

Yet ye say, wherin? Because the Lord hath ben witnesse betweene thee and thy wyfe of thy youth, against whom thou hast transgressed, yet is she thyne owne companion, and the wyfe of thy couenaunt.

From the dayes of your fathers ye are gone away from myne ordinaunces, and haue not kept them: turne you to me, and I wyll turne to you, saith the Lorde of hoastes. And ye saide, Wherein shall we returne?

After this maner therfore pray ye. O our father, which art in heauen, halowed be thy name.

Not euery one, that sayeth vnto me Lorde, Lorde, shall enter into the kyngdome of heauen: but he that doeth the wyll of my father, which is in heauen.

And so shall he not honour his father or his mother. And thus haue ye made the commaundement of God, of none effect, by your tradition.

For Moyses sayde, Honor thy father and thy mother: and, who so curseth father or mother, let him dye the death.

Be ye therfore mercifull, as your father also is mercifull.

But he, wyllyng to iustifie hym selfe, said vnto Iesus: and who is my neighbour?

Ye call me Maister, and Lorde, and ye say well, for so am I.

Let as many seruauntes as are vnder the yoke, count their maisters worthy of all honour, that the name of god and his doctrine be not blasphemed.

And yf so be that ye call on the father, which without respect of person iudgeeth accordyng to euery mans worke, see that ye passe the tyme of your dwellyng here, in feare: