TSK · Proverbs 6:4

Lo, then woulde I fleeing get me away farre of: and remayne in the wyldernesse. Selah.

Yea, sleepe on still a litle, slumber a litle, folde thyne handes together yet a litle that thou mayest sleepe:

And let hym which is on the house toppe, not come downe to fet any thyng out of his house:

For an Angel went downe at a certayne season into the poole, and stirred the water: Whosoeuer then firste after the stirring of the water stepped in, was made whole of whatsoeuer disease he hadde.