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Mark 1:11

Matthew's Bible 1537

And there came a voyce from heauen: Thou arte my dere sonne in whom I delyte.

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Beholde now therfore, thys is my seruaunte whom I wyll kepe to my selfe: myne electe, In whom my soule shalbe pacified. I wyll geue hym my sprete, that he may shewe forth iudgement & equyte amonge the Gentyles.

And there was a cloude that shadowed them. And a voyce came out of the cloud saying: This is my deare sonne, heare hym.

And lo ther came a voice from heauen sayinge. This is my beloued sonne in whom is my delyte.

As for me, I wyll preache the law, wherof the Lord hath sayde vnto me: Thou arte my sonne, this day haue I begotten the.

Which hath deliuered vs from the power of darcknes and hath translated vs into the kyngdome of his deare sonne,

and declared to be the sonne of God, wyth power of the holye ghoste that sanctifyeth, sence the tyme that Iesus Christ our Lorde rose againe from death,

For God so loueth the worlde, that he hath geuen his only sonne, that none that beleue in him, should perishe: but should haue euerlastinge lyfe.

And the father himselfe which hath sent me, beareth witnes of me. Ye haue not hearde his voice at anye tyme nor ye haue sene his shape:

And I sawe and beare recorde that this is the sonne of God.

And ther came a voice out of the cloude saiynge. This is my deare sonne, heare hym.

Whyle he yet speake, beholde a bryght cloude shadowed theim. And beholde there came a voyce out of the cloude, sayinge: this is my deare sonne, in whome I delite heare hym.

and we beleue and knowe thou arte Christe the sonne of the lyuinge God.

Beholde my chylde, whom I haue chosen my beloued, in whom my soule delyteth. I wyll put my sprryte on him, and he shall shew iudgement to the gentils.

And assone as he was come out of the water Iohn saw heauen open, and the holy ghost descendynge vpon him lyke a doue.

and the holye ghost came doune in a bodelye shape lyke a done vpon him, and a voyce came from heauen saiynge: thou art my deare sonne, in the do I delyte.




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