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16 Thus hath the Lorde spoken to the kinge that sytteth in the throne of Dauid, and to all the people that dwell in this citye, youre brethren that are not gone with you into captiuytie.
17 Thus (I saye) speaketh the Lord of hostes: Beholde, I wyll sende a swearde, honger and pestilence vpon them, and wyll make them lyke vntimely fygges, that maye not be eaten for bitternes.
18 And I will persecute them with the swearde, with honger, and pestilence. I will delyuer them vp to be vexed of all kingdomes, to be cursed, abhorred, laughed to scorne, and put to confusyon of all the people, amonge whom I haue scatered them: