Acts 7:15-33

¹⁵And Iacob descended into Egipte and dyed bothe he and oure fathers

¹⁶and were translated into Sichem and were put in the sepulcre that Abraham bought for money of the sonnes of Emor at Sichem.

¹⁷When the tyme of the promes drue nye (which God had sworme to Abraham) the people grewe and multiplied in Egipte

¹⁸till another kynge arose which knewe not of Ioseph.

¹⁹The same dealte suttelly with oure kynred and evyll intreated oure fathers and made them to cast oute their younge chyldren that they shuld not remayne alyve.

²⁰The same tyme was Moses borne and was a proper childe in the sight of God which was norisshed vp in his fathers housse thre monethes.

²¹When he was cast out Pharoes doughter toke him vp and norisshed him vp for her awne sonne.

²²And Moses was learned in all maner wisdome of the Egipcians and was mighty in dedes and in wordes.

²³And when he was full forty yeare olde it came into his hert to visit his brethren the chyldren of Israhel.

²⁴And when he sawe one of them suffre wronge he defended him and avenged his quarrell that had the harme done to him and smote the Egypcian.

²⁵For he supposed hys brethren wolde have vnderstonde how that God by his hondes shuld save them But they vnderstode not.

²⁶And the next daye he shewed him selfe vnto them as they strove and wolde have set the at one agayne sayinge: Syrs ye are brethren why hurte ye one another?

²⁷But he that dyd his neghbour wronge thrust him awaye sayinge: who made the a rular and a iudge amonge vs?

²⁸What wilt thou kyll me as thou dyddest the Egyptian yester daye?

²⁹Then fleed Moses at that sayenge and was a stranger in the londe of Madian where he begat two sonnes.

³⁰And when .xl. yeares were expired ther appered to him in the wyldernes of mounte Syna an angell of the Lorde in a flamme of fyre in a busshe.

³¹When Moses sawe it he wondred at the syght. And as he drue neare to beholde the voyce of the Lorde came vnto him:

³²I am the God of thy fathers the God of Abraham the God of Isaac and the God of Iacob. Moses trembled and durst not beholde.

³³Then sayde the Lorde to him: Put of thy showes from thy fete for the place where thou stondest is holy grounde.