TSK · Proverbs 4:17

Behold, others as wilde asses in the wildernesse, goe forth to their businesse, and rise early for a praye: the wildernesse giueth him and his children foode.

Stollen waters are sweete, and hid bread is pleasant.

Woe vnto them, that draw iniquitie with cordes of vanitie, and sinne, as with cart ropes:

For among my people are founde wicked persons, that lay waite as hee that setteth snares: they haue made a pit, to catch men.

There is a conspiracie of her prophets in the mids thereof like a roaring lyon, rauening the praye: they haue deuoured soules: they haue taken the riches and precious things: they haue made her many widowes in the mids thereof.

Thus saith the Lorde, Concerning the prophets that deceiue my people, and bite them with their teeth, and cry peace, but if a man put not into their mouthes, they prepare warre against him,

Her princes within her are as roaring lyons: her iudges are as wolues in the euening, which leaue not the bones till the morow.

Behold, the hire of ye labourers, which haue reaped your fieldes (which is of you kept backe by fraude) cryeth, and the cryes of them which haue reaped, are entred into the eares of the Lord of hostes.