TSK · Proverbs 1:12

& the earth opened hir mouth, and swalowed the wt Corah, wha the copany dyed, what tyme as the fyre consumed two hundreth & fiftye men, & they became a toke.

Unto the wil I crie, o my stronge defence: thinke no scorne of me, lest (yf thou make the as though thou herdest not) I become like them, that go downe into ye pytte.

Be mercifull vnto me (o God) for men wil treade me downe: they are daylie fightinge & troublinge me.

Yee the waters had drowned vs, the streame had gone ouer oure soule.

Nabuchodonosor the kinge of Babilon hath deuoured and distroyed me, he hath made me an emptie vessell. He swalowed me vp like a Dragon, and fylled his bely with my delicates: he hath cast me out,

All thine enemies gape vpon the, whisperinge and bytinge their teth, sayenge: let vs deuoure, for the tyme that we loked for, is come: we haue founde and sene it.

Their throte is an open sepulcre, with their tunges they haue disceaued, the poyson off Aspes is vnder their lippes.