Matthew(i)
14 And the aungel that commoned with me, sayde vnto me: Crye thou, and speake: Thus sayeth the Lorde of hostes: I am exceadynge gelous ouer Ierusalem and Syon,
15 and sore dyspleased at the carelesse Heathen: for where as I was but a lytle angrye, they dyd theyr best that I myghte destroye them.
16 Therfore thus sayeth the Lord: I wyl turne me againe in mercy toward Ierusalem, so that my house shalbe buylded in it, saith the Lord of Hostes: yea and the plommet shalbe layd abroad in Ierusalem, sayeth the Lorde of hostes.
17 Crye also, and speake: thus sayeth the lorde of hostes: My cytyes shalbe in good prosperyte agayne, the Lorde shall yet comfort Sion, and chose Ierusalem.