Why dost thou show me iniquity, and look upon perverseness? for destruction and violence are before me; and there is strife, and contention riseth up.
Whi schewidist thou to me wickidnesse and trauel, for to se prey and vnriytwisnesse ayens me? Whi biholdist thou dispiseris, and art stille, þe while an vnpitouse man defoulith a riytfulere than hym silf? And thou schalt make men as fischis of þe see, and as crepynge thingis not hauynge a ledere; and doom is maad, and ayenseiyng is more miyti.