O lord, rebuke me not in thy wrath: neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.

Chasten thy son while there is hope, and let not thy soul spare for his crying

Then shall he speak unto them in his wrath, and vex them in his sore displeasure.

At thy rebuke they fled; at the voice of thy thunder they hasted away.

And the LORD said unto Cain, Where is Abel thy brother? And he said, I know not: Am I my brother's keeper? / And he said, What hast thou done? the voice of thy brother's blood crieth unto me from the ground.

And some of the Pharisees from among the multitude said unto him, Master, rebuke thy disciples.