Matthew(i)
19 Wylt thou not slaye the wycked (Oh God) that the bloudthyrsty myghte departe fro me?
20 For they speake vnright of the, thyne enemyes exalte them selfes presumpteously.
21 I hate them, O Lorde, that hate the: and I maye not awaye wyth those that ryse vp agaynst the.
22 Yea I hate them right sore, therefore are they myne enemyes.