Matthew(i)
8 And the voyce, whych I hard from heauen, spake vnto me agayne, and sayde, go and take the lytle boke, which is open in the hande of the angell, whyche standeth vpon the sea, and vpon the earth.
9 And I went vnto the angell, and sayd to hym, geue me the lytel boke, and he sayde vnto me take it, and eate it vp, and it shall make thy belly bytter, but it shal be in thy mouth as swete as hony,
10 and I toke the lytle boke out of hys hand, and eate it vp, and it was in my mouth as swete as honye, and assone as I had eaten it, my bealy was bitter.
11 And he sayd vnto me: thou muste prophesye againe amonge the people, and nacyons, and tonges, and to many kynges.