TSK · Proverbs 12:5

Euery man telleth lyes to his neghbor, they do but flater with their lippes and dissemble in their herte.

Though he came in to se, yet meaned he falsede in his hert, heapinge myschefe vpon himself.

Trye me (o God) and seke the grounde of myne hert: proue me, & examen my thoughtes.

The iust laboure for peace and traquylite, but the vngodly for disquyetnesse.

The thoughte of ye foolish is synne, & ye scornefull is an abhominacion vnto me.

O Ierusalem, wash thine hert from wickednesse, that thou mayest be helped. How longe shal thy noysome thoughtes remayne with the?

Yee one dissembleth with another, and they deale with no treuth. They haue practised their tunges to lye, and taken greate paynes to do myschefe.

Then Herod perceauynge yt he was disceaued of the wyse men, was excedynge wroth, and sent forth, and slue all the chyldren that were in Bethleem, and in all the coastes there of, as many as were two yere olde and vnder, accordynge to the tyme which he had diligently searched out of the wyse men.

Therfore iudge ye nothinge before ye tyme, vntyll the LORDE come, which shal brynge it to lighte that is hyd in darknesse, and ope the councels of ye hertes, and the shal euery one haue prayse of God.