Bishops(i)
8 They were the children of fooles and vyllaynes, which are more vile then the earth
9 Now am I their song, & am become their yesting stocke
10 They abhorre me and flee farre from me, and stayne my face with spittle
11 Because God hath loosed my corde and humbled me, they haue loosed the bridle before me
12 Upon my right hande ryse the young men against me, they haue hurt my feete, treading vpon me as vpon the wayes of their destruction