Matthew(i)
3 For all thy captaynes gat them to their horses from their ordinaunce, yea they are all together ridden awaye, & fled farre of.
4 When I perceyued that, I sayde: awaye from me, that I may wepe bitterly. Take no laboure for to comforte me, as thouchinge the destruccion of my people.
5 For this is the daye of the lord of hostes, wherin he will plage, treade doune, & wede out the valleye of visions, and breake doune the walles with suche a cracke, that it shal geue a sounde in the mountaynes.