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19 and thou art cast out of thy graue lyke a filthy abhominable braunch: lyke as dead mens raymint that are shot thorow with the swerde, & go downe to the stones of the depe: as a dead coarse that is troden vnder fete:
20 and art not buried with them. Euen because that thou hast wasted thy lande, and destroyed thy people The generacyon of the wycked shalbe without honour, for euer.
21 Let there a waye be sought to destroye their children, that he in their fathers wyckednes, that they come not vp agayne to possesse the lande, and fyll the worlde full of enemyes.
22 I will stande vp agaynst them (sayeth the lord of hostes) & roote out the name & remnaunt sonne, & sonnes sonne of Babylon (sayeth the Lord)