An abomination to Yahweh, are the plottings tings of the wicked, but, with the pure, are sayings of sweetness.

All the ways of a man, may be pure in his own eyes, but, he that testeth spirits, is Yahweh.

Who can say, I have cleansed my heart, I am pure from my sin?

Even, by his doings, doth a youth make himself known, whether, pure and upright, be his work.

Crooked is the way of a guilty man, but, as for the pure, straight is his dealing.

Yahweh loveth the pure in heart, gracious are his lips, his friend is the king!

A generation! Pure in its own eyes, yet, from its filth, hath it not been bathed,