Wine is a scorner -- strong drink is noisy, And any going astray in it is not wise.

An inheritance gotten wrongly at first, Even its latter end is not blessed.

Do not say, 'I recompense evil,' Wait for Jehovah, and He delivereth thee.

An abomination to Jehovah are a stone and a stone, And balances of deceit are not good.

A wise king is scattering the wicked, And turneth back on them the wheel.

The bandages of a wound thou removest with the evil, Also the plagues of the inner parts of the heart!

Kindness and truth keep a king, And he hath supported by kindness his throne.

From Jehovah are the steps of a man, And man -- how understandeth he his way?

A snare to a man is he hath swallowed a holy thing, And after vows to make inquiry.

The righteous is walking habitually in his integrity, O the happiness of his sons after him!

The breath of man is a lamp of Jehovah, Searching all the inner parts of the heart.

The beauty of young men is their strength, And the honour of old men is grey hairs.

Even by his actions a youth maketh himself known, Whether his work be pure or upright.

Who saith, 'I have purified my heart, I have been cleansed from my sin?'

Whoso is vilifying his father and his mother, Extinguished is his lamp in blackness of darkness.

An honour to a man is cessation from strife, And every fool intermeddleth.

A revealer of secret counsels is the busybody, And for a deceiver with his lips make not thyself surety.

Counsel in the heart of a man is deep water, And a man of understanding draweth it up.

The fear of a king is a growl as of a young lion, He who is causing him to be wroth is wronging his soul.

A multitude of men proclaim each his kindness, And a man of stedfastness who doth find?

Because of winter the slothful plougheth not, He asketh in harvest, and there is nothing.

Love not sleep, lest thou become poor, Open thine eyes -- be satisfied with bread.

A hearing ear, and a seeing eye, Jehovah hath made even both of them.

Purposes by counsel thou dost establish, And with plans make thou war.

Sweet to a man is the bread of falsehood, And afterwards is his mouth filled with gravel.

Take his garment when a stranger hath been surety, And for strangers pledge it.

A king sitting on a throne of judgment, Is scattering with his eyes all evil,

A stone and a stone, an ephah and an ephah, Even both of them are an abomination to Jehovah.

Substance, gold, and a multitude of rubies, Yea, a precious vessel, are lips of knowledge.

'Bad, bad,' saith the buyer, And going his way then he boasteth himself.