And he said, I will hide my face from them, I will see what their end shall be: for they are a very froward generation, children in whom is no faith.
For, lo, the wicked bend their bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may privily shoot at the upright in heart.
Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye are as graves which appear not, and the men that walk over them are not aware of them.
Their throat is an open sepulchre; with their tongues they have used deceit; the poison of asps is under their lips: