Rivulets of waters is the heart of a king in the hand of Jehovah, Wherever He pleaseth He inclineth it.

A city of the mighty hath the wise gone up, And bringeth down the strength of its confidence.

Whoso is keeping his mouth and his tongue, Is keeping from adversities his soul.

A horse is prepared for a day of battle, And the deliverance is of Jehovah!

Proud, haughty, scorner is his name, Who is working in the wrath of pride.

The desire of the slothful slayeth him, For his hands have refused to work.

All the day desiring he hath desired, And the righteous giveth and withholdeth not.

Better to sit on a corner of the roof, Than with a woman of contentions and a house of company.

The sacrifice of the wicked is abomination, Much more when in wickedness he bringeth it.

There is no wisdom, nor understanding, Nor counsel, over-against Jehovah.

A false witness doth perish, And an attentive man for ever speaketh.

The purposes of the diligent are only to advantage, And of every hasty one, only to want.

Every way of a man is right in his own eyes, And Jehovah is pondering hearts.

Whoso is shutting his ear from the cry of the poor, He also doth cry, and is not answered.

Whoso is pursuing righteousness and kindness, Findeth life, righteousness, and honour.

A treasure to be desired, and oil, Is in the habitation of the wise, And a foolish man swalloweth it up.

Better to dwell in a wilderness land, Than with a woman of contentions and anger.

A wicked man hath hardened by his face, And the upright -- he prepareth his way.

To do righteousness and judgment, Is chosen of Jehovah rather than sacrifice.

Whoso is loving mirth is a poor man, Whoso is loving wine and oil maketh no wealth.

The making of treasures by a lying tongue, Is a vanity driven away of those seeking death.

Loftiness of eyes, and breadth of heart, Tillage of the wicked is sin.

A man who is wandering from the way of understanding, In an assembly of Rephaim resteth.

To do justice is joy to the righteous, But ruin to workers of iniquity.

A gift in secret pacifieth anger, And a bribe in the bosom strong fury.

The wicked is an atonement for the righteous, And for the upright the treacherous dealer.

When the scorner is punished, the simple becometh wise, And in giving understanding to the wise He receiveth knowledge.

Froward is the way of a man who is vile, And the pure -- upright is his work.

The Righteous One is acting wisely Towards the house of the wicked, He is overthrowing the wicked for wickedness.

The soul of the wicked hath desired evil, Not gracious in his eyes is his neighbour.

The spoil of the wicked catcheth them, Because they have refused to do judgment.