TSK · Proverbs 17:5

Haue I euer reioysed at the hurte of myne enemy? Or, was I euer glad, yt eny harme happened vnto him? Oh no,

Who so despyseth his neghbor, doth amysse: but blessed is he that hath pyte of the poore.

The LORDE abhorreth all presumptuous & proude hertes, there maye nether strength ner power escape.

Where as I neuertheles ledinge the flock in thy wayes, haue compelled none by violence. For I neuer desyred eny mas deeth, this knowest thou well. My wordes also were right before the.

Shame shal come vpon the, for ye malice that thou shewedest to thy brother Iacob: yee for euermore shalt thou perish,

Thou shalt nomore se the daye of thy brother, thou shalt nomore beholde the tyme of his captiuyte: thou shalt nomore reioyse ouer the children of Iuda, in the daye of their destruccion, thou shalt tryumphe nomore in the tyme of their trouble.

Be mery with them that are mery and wepe with them that wepe.