TSK · Acts 5:23

He that dwelleth in heauen wyll laugh them to scorne: the Lorde wyll haue them in derision.

There is no wysdome, there is no vnderstanding, there is no counsayle against the Lorde.

I called vpon thy name O Lorde out of the deepe pit.

My God hath sent his angel, which hath shut the lions mouthes, so that they might not hurt me, for myne vngiltinesse is founde out before him: and as for thee O king, I neuer offended thee.

And they gathered the together, with the elders, and toke councell, and gaue large money vnto the souldiers,

But the Angel of the Lorde by nyght opened the prison doores, and brought them foorth, and sayde: