Many are the purposes in a man's heart, And the counsel of Jehovah it standeth.

The desirableness of a man is his kindness, And better is the poor than a liar.

The fear of Jehovah is to life, And satisfied he remaineth -- he is not charged with evil.

The slothful hath hidden his hand in a dish, Even unto his mouth he bringeth it not back.

Cease, my son, to hear instruction -- To err from sayings of knowledge.

A worthless witness scorneth judgment, And the mouth of the wicked swalloweth iniquity.

Whoso is lending to Jehovah is favouring the poor, And his deed He repayeth to him.

The wisdom of a man hath deferred his anger, And his glory is to pass over transgression.

Better is the poor walking in his integrity, Than the perverse in his lips, who is a fool.

Chastise thy son, for there is hope, And to put him to death lift not up thy soul.

Also, without knowledge the soul is not good, And the hasty in feet is sinning.

The folly of man perverteth his way, And against Jehovah is his heart wroth.

House and wealth are the inheritance of fathers, And from Jehovah is an understanding wife.

Whoso is spoiling a father causeth a mother to flee, A son causing shame, and bringing confusion.

Hear counsel and receive instruction, So that thou art wise in thy latter end.

A scorner smite, and the simple acts prudently, And give reproof to the intelligent, He understandeth knowledge.

A calamity to his father is a foolish son, And the contentions of a wife are a continual dropping.

A false witness is not acquitted, Whoso breatheth out lies is not delivered.

Judgments have been prepared for scorners, And stripes for the back of fools!

Sloth causeth deep sleep to fall, And an indolent soul doth hunger.

Whoso is keeping the command is keeping his soul, Whoso is despising His ways dieth.

A man of great wrath is bearing punishment, For, if thou dost deliver, yet again thou dost add.

Whoso is getting heart is loving his soul, He is keeping understanding to find good.

Wealth addeth many friends, And the poor from his neighbour is separated.

A false witness is not acquitted, And whoso breatheth out lies perisheth.

Many entreat the face of the noble, And all have made friendship to a man of gifts.

Luxury is not comely for a fool, Much less for a servant to rule among princes.

The wrath of a king is a growl as of a young lion, And as dew on the herb his good-will.

All the brethren of the poor have hated him, Surely also his friends have been far from him, He is pursuing words -- they are not!