Proverbs 1:10-19

Coverdale(i) 10 My sonne, cosente not vnto synners, 11 yf they entyse the, and saye: come wyth us, let us laye wayte for bloude, & lurke preuely for the innocet wythout a cause: 12 let us swalowe the vp like ye hell, let us deuoure the quycke and whole, as those that go downe in to the pytt. 13 So shal we fynde all maner of costly riches, and fyll oure houses wyth spoyles. 14 Cast in thy lott amonge us, we shal haue all one purse. 15 My sonne, walke not thou wt them, refrayne yi fote fro their wayes. 16 For their fete rune to euell, & are haistie to shed bloude. 17 But in vayne is ye net layed forth before the byrdes eyes. 18 Yee they the selues laye wayte one for anothers bloude, and one of the wolde slaye another. 19 These are the wayes of all soch as be couetous, that one wolde rauysh anothers life.