And in it he hath prepared the instruments of death, he hath made ready his arrows for them that burn.
He hath conceived sorrow, and hath brought forth iniquity: and his womb prepareth deceits.
Then when concupiscence hath conceived, it bringeth forth sin. But sin, when it is completed, begetteth death.
You shall conceive heat, you shall bring forth stubble: your breath as fire shall devour you.
The wicked man is proud all his days: and the number of the years of his tyranny is uncertain.
I will heap evils upon them: and will spend my arrows among them.