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The New Testament diligently corrected and compared with the GreekThe Newe Testament dylygently corrected and compared with the Greke
The New Testament diligently corrected and compared with the Greek by William Tyndale, and finished in the year of our Lord God A.M.D. & xxxiiij. in the month of November.The Newe Testament dylygently corrected and compared with the Greke by Willyam Tindale, and fynesshed in the yere of our Lorde God A.M.D. & xxxiiij. in the moneth of Nouember.
Antwerp: printed by Marten Emperowr, 1534Anwerp: printed by Marten Emperowr, 1534
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He answered him & said: O generation with out faith how long shall I be with you? How long shall I suffer you? Bring him unto me. And they brought him unto him. And as soon as the spirit saw him / he tare him. ⟨image 76⟩And he fell down on the ground wallowing and foaming. And he axed his father: how long is it a goo / since this hath happened him? And he said / of a child: & oft times casteth him into the fire / & also into the water / to destroy him. But if thou canst do any thing / have mercy on us / and help us. And Jesus said unto him: yea if thou couldest believe / all things are possible to him that believeth. 1And straight way the father of the child cried with tears saying: Lord I believe / help mine unbelief.
He answered him & sayd: O generacion wt out faith how longe shall I be with you? How longe shall I suffre you? Bringe him vnto me. And they brought him vnto him. And assone as ye sprete sawe him / he tare him. ⟨image 76⟩And he fell doune on the grounde walowinge and fomynge. And he axed his father: how longe is it a goo / sens this hath happened him? And he sayde / of a chylde: & ofte tymes casteth him into the fyre / & also into the water / to destroye him. But yf thou canste do eny thinge / have mercy on vs / and helpe vs. And Iesus sayde vnto him: ye yf thou couldest beleve / all thinges are possible to him yt belevith. 1And streygth waye the father of the chylde cryed with teares sayinge: Lorde I beleve / helpe myne vnbelefe.
- 1Help mine unbelief.Helpe myne vnbeleffe.