TSK · Proverbs 8:1

Wy?dome crieth without, & putteth forth hir voyce in the stretes.

My sonne, forget not my lawe, but se yt thine hert kepe my comaundemetes.

Herken vnto me, ye Iles, and take hede ye people from farre: The LORDE hath called me fro my byrth, and made mecion of my name fro my mothers wobe:

This is he, of whom it is spoke by ye Prophet Esay, which sayeth: The voyce of a cryer in ye wyldernes, prepare the LORDES waye, and make his pathes straight.

Go ye youre waye therfore, and teach all nacions, and baptyse them in the name of the father, and of the sonne, and of the holy goost:

And he sayde vnto them: Go ye youre waye in to all the worlde, and preach the gospell vnto all creatures.

But in the last daye which was ye most solempne daye of the feast, Iesus stode vp, cried, and sayde: Who so thyrsteth, let him come vnto me, and drynke.

And he sayde vnto me: Go thy waye, for I wil sende the farre amonge the Hey then.