Say thou, Thus saith the Lord Jehovah: Shall it prosper? shall he not pull up the roots thereof, and cut off the fruit thereof, that it may wither; that all its fresh springing leaves may wither? and not by a strong arm or much people can it be raised from the roots thereof.
Seie thou, Ezechiel, Þe Lord God seith þese thingis, Þerfor wheþer he schal haue prosperite? Wheþer Nabugodonosor schal not pulle awei þe rootis of hym, and schal streyne þe fruytis of hym? And he schal make drie alle þe siouns of buriowning þerof, and it schal be drie; and not in greet arm, neþer in myche puple, þat he schulde drawe it out bi þe rootis.