TSK · John 3:20

And she rose at midnight and toke my sonne from my syde while thyne handmayde slept, and layde it in her bosome, and put her dead childe in my bosome.

Where as they are conuersaunt among them that abhorre the light, they know not his way, nor continue in his pathes.

Seyng that thou hatest discipline: and hast cast my wordes behynde thee.

The path of the righteous shineth, as the light that is euer bryghter and bryghter vnto the perfect day.

A scornefull body loueth not one that rebuketh hym: neither wyll he come vnto the wyse.

They hate him that rebuketh in the gate, and they abhorre him that speaketh vprightly.

The worlde can not hate you, but me it hateth, because I testifie of it, that the workes therof are euyll.

For yf any be a hearer of the worde, and not a doer, he is lyke vnto a man beholdyng his bodyly face in a glasse: