47But Solomon built him an house. 48Howbeit the most high dwelleth not in temples made with hands, as saith the Prophet, 49Heauen is my throne, and earth is my footestoole: What house will ye build me, saith the Lord? Or what is the place of my rest?50Hath not my hand made all these things? 51¶ Ye stifnecked and vncircumcised in heart, and eares, ye doe alwayes resist the holy Ghost? as your fathers did, so doe ye.