Matthew(i)
11 And Dauid sayde to Abisai, and to all his seruauntes: beholde, my sonne whyche came out of mine owne bowelles seketh my life. How muche more then may thys sonne of Iemini do it? Suffre hym therfore to curse, for the Lorde hath bidden hym:
12 haplye the Lorde wyl loke on my wretchednesse, and do me good for hys cursynge thys daye.