TSK · Proverbs 2:7

I call vpon the LORDE with my voyce, and he heareth me out of his holy hill.

My hope and my castell, my defence and my delyuerer, my shylde in whom I trust, which gouerneth the people that is vnder me.

The wy?dome of him that hath vnderstondinge is, to take hede vnto his waye, but the foolishnesse of the vnwyse disceaueth.

All the wordes of God are pure & cleane, for he is a shylde vnto all them, that put their trust in him.

But vnto them that are called (both Iewes and Grekes) we preach Christ the power of God and the wyssdome off God.

That we speake of, is wyssdome amonge the yt are perfecte: not ye wyssdome of this worlde, nether of the rulers of this worlde which go to naughte:

in whom are hyd all the treasures of wyssdome and knowlege.

This wissdome descendeth not from aboue: but is erthy, and naturall, and dyuelishe.