TSK · Proverbs 6:18

He imagineth mischiefe vpon his bed, & setteth him selfe in no good way: neither doth he abhorre any thing yt is euil.

The Lorde abhorreth the imaginations of the wicked: but the wordes of the pure are pleasaunt.

Their feete runne to euyll, and they make haste to shed innocent blood: their counsels are wicked counsels, harme and destruction are in their wayes.

Wo vnto them that imagine iniquitie, and worke wickednesse vpon their beddes: when the morning is light they practise it, because their hande hath power.

Their feete are swyft to shed blood.