Isaiah 43:24 Cross References - Great

²⁴ But thou hast laden me with thy synnes, & weryed me with thyne vngodlynes.

⁷ And Aaron shall burne theron swete incense euery mornynge, when he dresseth the lampes,

²³ Take vnto the principall spices: of the most pure myrre fyue hundred sicles, of swete cynamon halfe so moche, euen two hundred and fyftie sycles: ²⁴ of swete calamus, two hundred and fyftye. Of cassia, two hundred and fyftye, after the holy sycle, and of oyle olyfe an hin.

³⁴ And the Lorde sayde vnto Moses: take vnto the swete spices: balme, Onycha, swete galbanum, these spices with pure franckincense, of eache lyke moch:

¹⁶ And the preaste shall burne them vpon the alter for the food of the sacrifyce:

³¹ and shall take awaye all hys fatt, as the fatt of the peace offerynges is taken awaye. And the preaste shall burne it vpon the alter, that it maye be a swete sauoure vnto the Lord, and the preaste shall make an attonement for hym, and it shalbe forgeuen hym.

⁹ I wyll take no bullock out of thy house, ner he goates out of thy foldes. ¹⁰ For all the beastes of the forest are myne, & so are the catell vpon a thousande hylles. ¹¹ I knowe all the foules vpon the mountaynes, & the wylde beastes of the feld are in my syght. ¹² If I be hongrye I wyll not tell the: for the whole worlde is myne, and all that therin is. ¹³ Thinkest thou, that I wyll eat bulles flesh and drincke the bloud of goates?

¹⁰ Fourty yeares long was I greued with that generacion, & sayd: it is a people that do erre in theyr hertes: for they haue not knowen my wayes.

¹⁴ I hate your newe mone dayes & solempne feastes, euen fro my very hert. I can not awaye wt suche vanitie & holdinge in of the people.

²⁴ Therfore, sayeth the lorde God of Hostes, the myghty gouerner of Israel, Oute vpon ye, I wyll ease me of myne enemyes, & I will auenge me of myne aduersaryes,

¹³ The Lorde answered: Then heare to, ye of the house of Dauid: Is it not ynough for you that ye be greuous vnto men, but ye must greue my God also.

¹⁰ But after they prouoked him to wrath & vexed his holy mynde he was their enemye, & fought agaynst them him selfe.

²⁰ Wherfore, bryng ye me incense from Saba, & swete smellyng Calamus from farre countrees? Your burnt offerynges dysplease me, & I reioyce not in your sacrifyces.

⁹ And they that escape of you, shall thincke vpon me amonge the Heathen, where they shalbe in captiuitye. As for that whorysh and vnfaythfull herte of theyrs, wherewyth they runne awaye fro me, I wyll breake it: yee, & put oute those eyes of theirs, that commytte fornicacyon with theyr Idols. Then shall they be ashamed, and displeased wyth their selues, for the wyckednesses and abhominacyons, which they haue done:

⁴³ seynge thou remembrest not the dayes of thy youth, but hast prouoked me to wrath in all these thinges? Beholde therfore I wyll brynge thyne awne wayes vpon thyne heade, sayeth the Lorde God: howe be it, I neuer dyd vnto the, accordynge to thy wickednesse & all thy abhominacyons.

¹³ Beholde, I will crashe you in sonder, lyke as a wayne crassheth, that is full of sheaues:

¹⁴ Cursed be the dissembler, which hath in his flocke one that is a male, and when he maketh a vowe, offereth a spotted one vnto the Lord. For I am a greate kynge (sayeth the Lorde of hostes) and my name is fearfull among the Heathen.

¹³ Now haue ye brought it to this poynte agayne, that the aulter of the Lorde is couered with teares, wepynge and mournynge: so that I wyll nomore regard the meatofferynge, nether wyl I receaue or accepte eny thyng at your handes. ¹⁴ And yet ye saye: wherfore? Euen because that where as the Lorde made a couenaunt betwixte the and the wyfe of thy youth, thou hast despysed. Yet is she thyne awne companyon and maryed wyfe. ¹⁵ So dyd not the one, and yet had he an excellent sprete. What dyd then the one? He sought the sede promised of God. Therfore loke well to your sprete, and let no man despyse the wyfe of his youth. ¹⁶ Yf thou hatest her put her awaye sayeth the Lorde God of Israell and geue her clothynge for the scorne, sayeth the Lorde of Hostes. Loke well then to youre sprete, and despyse her not. ¹⁷ Ye greue the Lorde with your wordes, & yet ye saye: wherwith al haue we greued him? In this, that ye saye. Al that do euel are good in the syght of God, and soch please hym. Or els where is the God that punisheth?