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21 Tell the house of Israell, thus sayeth the Lorde God: beholde, I will suspende my sanctuary: euen the glory of your power, the pleasure of your eyes, and the thing that ye loue: your sonnes and daughters whom ye haue left, shal fall thorow the swearde.
22 Lyke as I haue done, so shall ye do also: Ye shall not hyde your faces, ye shall eate no mourners bread:
23 your bonnettes shall ye haue vpon your heades, & shoes vpon your fete. Ye shall nether mourne ner wepe, but, in your synnes ye shalbe sorowfull, & one repente with another.
24 Thus Ezechiel is your shew token. For loke as he hath done, so (when this commeth) ye shall do also: that ye maye lerne to knowe, that I am the Lorde God.
25 But beholde, O thou sonne of man: In the daye when I take from them theyr power, theyr ioye & honour, the lust of theyr eyes, the burthen of theyr lyfes: namely, theyr sonnes and daughters, shall not this be knowen?