For their feet run to evil, and they make haste to shed blood.

When thou go, thy steps shall not be restricted. And if thou run, thou shall not stumble.

By me kings reign, and rulers decree justice.

In the light of the king's countenance is life, and his favor is as a cloud of the latter rain.

A righteous man considers the house of the wicked: the wicked are overthrown to ruin.

Clouds and wind without rain, [is] he who boasts himself of his gifts falsely.

The north wind brings forth rain. So does a backbiting tongue, an angry countenance.

As snow in summer, and as rain in harvest, so honor is not seemly for a fool.

A lying tongue hates those whom it has wounded, and a flattering mouth works ruin.

A needy man who oppresses the poor is a sweeping rain which leaves no food.