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James 5:1

Bishops Bible 1568

Go to nowe ye riche men, weepe and howle on your wretchednesse that shall come vpon you.

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He that trusteth in his riches shall haue a fall: but the ryghteous shall florishe as the greene leafe

Thus saith the Lorde: Let not the wise man reioyce in his wisdome, nor the strong man in his strength, neither the riche man in his riches

Riches helpe not in the day of vengeaunce: but ryghteousnesse deliuereth from death

For the sunne hath rysen with heate, and the grasse hath withered, and his flowre hath fallen away, & the beautie of the fashion of it hath perished: So also shall the ryche man fade away in his wayes.

For the riche men thereof are full of crueltie, and the inhabitantes thereof haue spoken lyes, and haue deceitfull tongues in their mouthes

Neither their siluer nor their gold shalbe able to deliuer them in that wrothful day of the Lorde, but the who e lande shalbe consumed thorowe the fire of his ielousie: for he shall soone make cleane riddaunce of all them that dwell in the lande

Mourne ye, for the day of the Lord is at hande, and shall come as a destroyer from the almightie

Go to nowe ye that say, to day and to morowe let vs go into such a citie, and continue there a yere, and bye and sell, and wynne:

But ye haue despised the poore. Do not riche men oppresse you by tirannie, and drawe you before the iudgementes seates?

But he that shoulde haue ben vpright, when he waxed fat, spurned with his heele: Thou art well fed, thou art growen thicke, thou art euen laden with fatnesse: And he forsoke God his maker, and regarded not the God of his saluation

Be ye ashamed O ye husbandemen, howle O ye wine dressers for ye wheate and for the barly: for the haruest of the fielde is perished

Awake ye drunkardes, & weepe, howle all ye wine bibbers for lacke of newe wine: for it is cleane taken away from your mouth

And say: wherfore lay thy mother that lionesse among the lions? she norished her young ones among the lions whelpes

Wherfore girde your selues about with sackcloth, mourne and weepe: for the fearefull wrath of the Lorde is not withdrawen from vs

Suffer afflictions, and mourne, and weepe: Let your laughter be turned to mournyng, and your ioy to heauinesse.

Girde your selues and lament O ye priestes, howle ye out ye ministers of the aulter, come and lye all night in sackcloth ye seruauntes of my God: for the meate and drynke offerynges are taken away from the house of your God

Whose children haue aboundaunce: & they leaue enough of that they haue remaynyng to their babes

In her streetes are they girded about with sackcloth: In all the toppes of her houses and streetes shalbe nothyng but mournyng and weepyng

Thou sonne of man prophecie, and speake, thus sayth the Lorde God, howle, wo worth this day




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