Thomson(i)
15 I know thy works, that thou art neither cold nor hot. I wish thou wert cold or hot.
16 So then; because thou art lukewarm, and neither cold nor hot, I am about to spit thee out of my mouth,
17 because thou sayest, "I am rich and become wealthy, and have need of nothing," and knowest not that thou art wretched, and miserable, and poor, and blind, and naked.