2 Euery one vseth vayne talke with his neyghbour: and speaketh with a double heart out of flatteryng lippes.

3 God wyll cut away all flatteryng lippes: and the tongue that speaketh great thinges.

4 Whiche say, we wyll preuayle with our tongue: our lippes are our owne, who is Lorde ouer vs?

5 For the calamities of the oppressed, for the deepe sighyng of the poore, I wyll nowe vp sayeth God: and I wyll put in safetie, hym whom the wicked hath snared.

Psalms 12:2-5, Bishops' Bible of 1568. Public domain.
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