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After these thinges the Lorde apoynted other seventie also and sent them two and two before him into every citie and place whither he him silfe wolde come.
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And he sayde vnto them the harvest is greate: but the laborers are feawe. Praye therfore the Lorde of ye harvest to send forth laborers into his hervest.
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Goo youre wayes: beholde I sende you forthe as lambes amonge wolves.
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Beare noo wallet nether scryppe nor shues and salute noo man by the waye.
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Into whatsoever housse ye enter fyrst saye: Peace be to this housse.
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And yf ye sonne of peace be theare youre peace shall rest vpon him: yf not yt shall returne to you agayne.
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And in ye same housse tary still eatinge and drinkinge soche as they have. For the laborer is worthy of his ewarde. Go not fro housse to housse:
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and in to whatso ever citye ye enter yf they receave you eate soche thinges as are set before you