Wherefore, when I came, was there no man? when I called, was there none to answer? Is my hand shortened at all, that it cannot redeem? or have I no power to deliver? Behold, at my rebuke I dry up the sea, I make the rivers a wilderness: their fish stink, because there is no water, and die for thirst.
For Y cam, and no man was; Y clepide, and noon was þat herde. Wheþer myn hond is abreggid, and maad litil, þat Y mai not ayenbie? eþer vertu is not in me for to delyuere? Lo! in my blamyng Y schal make þe see forsakun, eþer desert, Y schal sette floodis in þe drie place; fischis without watir schulen wexe rotun, and schulen dye for thirst.