11 Woe to them that went the way of Cain, and that be shed out by error of Balaam for meed, and perished in the gainsaying of Core.

12 These be in their meats, feasting together to filth, without dread feeding themselves. These be clouds without water, that be borne about of winds; harvest trees without fruit, twice dead, drawn up by the root;

13 waves of the mad sea, foaming out their confusions, [or waves of the wild sea, frothing out their confusions]; erring stars, to which the tempest of darknesses is kept [into] without end.