Hosea 7:5
Euen so goeth it this daye with oure kinges and prynces, for they begynne to be woode droncken thorow wyne: they vse familiarite with soch as disceaue the.
Euen so goeth it this daye with oure kinges and prynces, for they begynne to be woode droncken thorow wyne: they vse familiarite with soch as disceaue the.
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3They make the kinge and the princes, to haue pleasure in their wickednes & lyes.
4All these burne in aduoutry, as it were an ouen yt the baker heateth, whe he hath lefte kneadinge, till the dowe be leuended.
10They shall mocke the kinges, and laugh the prynces to scorne. They shal not set by eny stronge holde, for they shal laye ordinaunce agaynst it, and take it.
11Wo be vnto them that ryse vp early to vse them selues in dronkynnes, and yet at night are more superfluous with wyne.
12In whose companies are harpes and lutes, tabrettes and pipes, and wyne. But they regarde not the worke of the LORDE, and cosidre not the operacio of his hondes.
6They with the ymaginacion of their herte are like an oue, their slepe is all ye night like the slepe of a baker, in the mornynge is he as hote as the flame of fyre:
7they are altogether as hote as an ouen. They haue deuoured their owne iudges, all their kinges are falle: yet is there none of the yt calleth vpon me.
5Like as the wyne disceaueth the dronckarde, euen so the proude shal fayle & not endure. He openeth his desyre wyde vp as the hell, & is as vnsaciable as death. All Heithen gathereth he to him, & heapeth vnto him all people.
1Wyne is a voluptuous thinge, & drockennes causeth sedicion: who so delyteth therin, shal neuer be wyse.
3yet they saye they do well, when they do euell. As the prince wil, so sayeth the iudge: yt he maye do him a pleasure agayne. The greate ma speaketh what his herte desyreth, & ye hearers alowe him.
7But they go wronge by ye reason of wyne, they fall and stacker because of stroge drynke. Yee eue the prestes and prophetes them selues go amisse, they are dronken with wyne, and weake braned thorow stronge drynke. They erre in seinge, and in iudgmet they fayle.
8For all tables are so ful of vomyte and fylthynes, yt no place is clene.
22Thy Siluer is turned to drosse, and thy wyne myxte wt water.
4O Lamuel, geue kinges no wyne, geue kynges & prynces no stronge drynke:
5lest they beinge dronken forget the lawe, & regarde not ye cause of the poore, & of all soch as be in aduersite.
6Geue stronge drynke vnto soch as are condempned to death, & wyne vnto those yt mourne:
10For like as the thornes that sticke together, and as the drye strawe, so shal the dronckardes be consumed together, euen when they be full.
17For they eate the bred of wickednesse, and drike the wyne of robbery.
8And why? God is the iudge: he putteth downe one & setteth vp another.
16Wo be vnto the (O thou realme and londe) whose kynge is but a childe, and whose prynces are early at their banckettes.
17But well is the (O thou realme and londe) whose kinge is come of nobles, and whose prynces eate in due season, for strength and not for lust.
14They call not vpon me with their hartes, but lye youlinge vpon their beddes. Where as they come together, it is but for meate & drincke, and me will they not obeye.
12Come (saye they) I wil fetch wyne, so shal we fyll oure selues, that we maye be dronken. And do tomorow, like as to daye, yee and moch more.
15Wo vnto him that geueth his neghboure dryncke, to get him wrothfull displeasure for his dronckennesse: that he maye se his preuytees.
5Wake vp ye dronckardes, & wepe: mourne all ye wyne suppers, because of youre swete wyne, for it shal be taken awaye from youre mouth.
22Wo vnto them, yt are connynge men to suppe out wyne, and experte to set vp drokenesse.
18Their dronckenesse hath put the backe, & brought them to whordome. Their rulers loue rewardes, brynge (saye they,) to their owne shame.
30Euen amonge those that be euer at the wyne, and seke out where the best is.
6ye that drynke wyne out of goblettes, & anoynte youre selues with the best oyle, but no man is sory for Ioseps hurte.
7Therfore now shall ye be the first of them, that shal be led awaye captyue, and the lusty chere of the wylfull shall come to an ende.
4They dronke wyne, and praysed their Idols of golde, syluer, copper, yron, wodde and stone.
7And ye drinke was caried in vessels of golde, and there was euer chaunge of vessell. And the kinges wine was moch acordynge to the power of the kynge.
40Though he suffre the to be euell intreated thorow tyrauntes, or let them wandre out of the waye in the wildernesse:
25and grope in the darke without light, stackeringe to and fro like droncken men.
11The poore are fayne to laboure in their oyle mylles, yee and to treade in their wyne presses, and yet to suffre thyrst.
12The prynces are hanged vp with the honde of the enemies, they haue not spared the olde sage men,
7The swete wyne shal mourne, the grapes shalbe weake, and all yt haue bene mery in harte, shal sighe.
10Yet are the prynces of Iuda become like them, that remoue the londemarckes, therfore wil I poure out my wrath vpon them like water.
9there shal no more wyne bedronke with myrth, the beer shal be bytter to the that drinke it,
8they lye besyde euery aulter vpon clothes taken to pledge, and in the house of their goddes they drynke the wyne of the oppressed.
9But ye shalbe at youre wittes ende, ye shalbe abasshed: ye shal stackre, and rele to and fro. Ye shalbe dronken, but not of wyne. Ye shal fall, but not thorow dronkenes:
13Then shalt thou saye vnto them: Thus saieth the LORDE: Beholde, I shal fyll all the inhabitours of this lode wt dronckenes, the kynges that syt vpo Dauids stole, the prestes and prophetes, with all yt dwell at Ierusalem.
14like as the kynges ad lordes of ye earth, which buylde them selues speciall places:
1Balthasar the kynge made a greate bancket to his thousande lordes: withall these thousande he made greate cheare,
9At the same tyme (saieth the LORDE) the hert of the kinge and of the prynces shal be gone, the prestes shalbe astonished, and the prophetes shalbe sore afrayed.
9A parable in a fooles mouth, is like a thorne yt pricketh a droncken man in ye hande.
12They that satt in the gate, spake agaynst me, and the dronckardes made songes vpon me.
65Their prestes were slayne with the swerde, and there were no wyddowes to make lamentacion.
3And the proude crowne of the dronken Ephraemites, shal be troden vnderfoote.
5Yee soone make redy the table (sayde this voyce) kepe the watch, eate and drynke: Vp ye captaynes, take you to youre shylde,