Ezekiel 22

Great(i) 1 Moreouer, the worde of the Lorde came vnto me, & sayde: 2 thou sonne of man, wylt thou not reproue thys bloudthurstye cyte? Shew them their abhominacyons, 3 and tell them: Thus sayeth the Lorde God: O thou cyte, that sheddest bloude in the myddest of the, that thy tyme maye come also: & makest the Idoles to defyle the wythall. 4 Thou hast made thy selfe gylty, in the bloude that thou hast shed: and defyled the in the Idoles, which thou hast made. Thou hast caused thy dayes to drawe nye, & made the tyme of thy yeares to come. Therfore wyll I make the to be confounded amonde the Heathen, & to be despysed in all the landes, 5 whether they be nye or farre from the: they shall laugh the to scorne, thou that hast gotten the so foule a name, & art full of myschefe. 6 Beholde, the rulers of Israel haue brought euery man hys power, to shed bloude in the. 7 In the haue they despysed father & mother, in the haue they oppressed the straunger, in the haue they vexed the wydowe and the fatherlesse. 8 Thou hast despysed my Sanctuary, and vnhalowed my Sabbath. 9 Murtherers are there in the, that shede bloude, & eate vpon the hylles, and in the they vse abhominacyon. 10 In the haue they discouered their fathers shame, in the haue they vexed wemen in their sicknesse. 11 Euery man hath dealte shamefully with his neyghbours wyfe, & abhominably defyled hys daughter in lawe. In the hath euery man forced his awne syster, euen his fathers daughter: 12 yee, gyftes haue bene receaued in the, to shede bloude. Thou hast taken vsury and encreace, thou hast oppressed thy neyghbours by extorcyon, and forgotten me, sayeth the Lorde God. 13 Beholde, I haue smyten my handes vpon thy couetousnesse, that thou hast vsed, and vpon the bloude whych hath bene shed in the. 14 Is thy herte able to endure it, or may thy handes defende them selues, in the tyme that I shall brynge vpon the? Euen I the Lorde that speake it, wyll brynge it also to passe. 15 I wyll scatre the amonge the Heathen, & strowe the aboute in the landes, & wyll cause thy fylthynesse to ceasse out of the: 16 yee, and thou shalt be thyne awne enheritaunce & not myne in the syght of the Heathen, that thou mayest knowe, that I am the Lorde. 17 And the worde of the Lorde came vnto me, sayinge: 18 Thou sonne of man, the house of Israel is turned to drosse. All they that shulde be brasse, tynne, yron, & leade, are in the fyre become drosse. 19 Therfore, thus sayeth the Lord God. For so moche as ye all are turned in to drosse, beholde: I wyll brynge you together vnto Ierusalem, 20 lyke as syluer, brasse, yron, tynne and leade are put together in the fornace, and the fyre blowen there vnder to melt them. Euen so will I gather you, put you in together, and melt you in my wrath & indignacyon. 21 I wyll brynge you together, and kyndle the fyre of my cruell displeasure vnder you, that ye maye be melted therin. 22 Lyke as the syluer is melted in the fyre, so shall ye also be melted therin: that ye maye knowe, howe that I the Lorde haue powred my wrath vpon you. 23 And the worde of the Lorde came vno me, sayinge. 24 Thou sonne of man, tell her. Thou art an vnclene lande, which is not rayned vpon in the daye of the cruell wrath: 25 thy Prophetes that are in the, are sworne together to deuoure soules, lyke as a roarynge Lyon, that lyueth by his praye. They receaue ryches and good, & make many wyddowes in the. 26 Thy prestes breake my lawe, and defyle my Sanctuary. They put no difference betwene the holye & vnholye, nether discerne betwene the cleane & vncleane: they turne their eyes fro my sabbathes, & I am vnhalowed amonge them. 27 Thy rulers in the are lyke rauyshynge wolues, to shed bloude, and to destroye soules, for their awne couetous lucre. 28 As for thy Prophetes, they dawbe with vntempered claye, they se vanytyes, and prophecye lyes vnto them, sayinge: the Lorde God sayeth so, where as the Lorde hath not spoken. 29 The people in the lande vseth wycked extorcyon & robbery. They vexe the poore & nedye and oppresse the straunger agaynst ryght. 30 And I sought in the lande for a man, that wolde make vp the hedge, and sett him selfe in the gappe before me in the landes behalfe, that yt shulde not be corrupted: but I could fynde none. 31 Therfore, I will poure out my cruell dyspleasure vpon them, & burne them in the fyre of my wrath: theyr awne wayes will I recompence vpon theyr heades saieth the lord God.