TSK · Proverbs 11:17

The serpentes heade shall sucke him, and the adders tonge shall slaye him:

Blessed is he, yt considreth ye poore: ye LORDE shal delyuer him in the tyme of trouble.

Vnto the godly there ariseth vp light in the darcknesse: he is merciful, louynge & rightuous.

A louynge eye shalbe blessed, for he geueth of his bred vnto ye poore.

These are the perlous weapons of the cuvetous, these be his shameful councels: that he maye begyle the poore with disceatful workes, yee euen there as he shulde geue sentence with the poore.

It pleaseth not me, till thou deale thy bred to the hongrie, & brynge the poore fatherlesse home in to thy house, when thou seist the naked that thou couer him, and hyde not thy face fro thine owne flesh.

Wherfore (o kinge) be contet with my councel, that thou mayest lowse thy synnes with rightuousnesse, ad thyne offences with mercy to poore people: for soch thinges shall prolonge thy peace.

For yf ye forgeue other men their treaspases, youre heauenly father shall also forgeue you.

Geue, and to you shalbe geue. A good measure, pressed downe, shaken together, & runynge ouer, shal me geue into youre bosome. For with what measure ye meete, with the same shal it be measured to you agayne.

Not that I seke giftes, but I seke the frute, that it be abudaunt in yor rekenynge.

Goo to now ye riche men. Wepe, and howle on yor wretchednes that shal come vpon you.