Let, thine eyes, right onward, look, - and, thine eyelashes, point straight before thee.

For, before the eyes of Yahweh, are the ways of a man, - and, all his tracks, doth he consider:

Yahweh, had constituted me the beginning of his way, before his works, at the commencement of that time;

Ere yet the mountains had been settled, before the hills, had I been brought forth;

Then became I beside him, a firm and sure worker, then became I filled with delight, day by day, exulting before him on every occasion;

Abased are the wicked, before the good, and, the lawless, at the gates of the righteous.

Hades and destruction, are before Yahweh, how much more then, the hearts of the sons of men.

The reverence of Yahweh, is the correction of wisdom, and, before honour, is humility.

Before grievous injury, pride! and, before a fall, haughtiness of spirit!

A letting forth of water, is the beginning of strife, therefore, before it breaketh out, abandon, contention.

A man lacking sense, is one who striketh hands, giving security, before his neighbour.

Before the face of the discerning, is wisdom, but, the eyes of a dullard, are in the ends of the earth.

Before grievous injury, a man's heart is haughty, and, before honour, is humility.

He that answereth before he heareth, a folly, it is to him, and, a reproach.

The gift of a man, maketh room for him, and, before great men, setteth him down.

Seest thou a man prompt in his business? before kings, shall he stand, he shall not stand before men who are obscure.

When thou sittest to eat with a ruler, thou shall consider well, what is before thee;

Remove a lawless man from before the king, that his throne, may be established in righteousness.

Do not honour thyself before a king, nor, in the place of great men, do thou stand;

For better it be said to thee, Come up hither, - than that thou be put lower down before a noble, whom thine own eyes, have beheld.

A fountain fouled, a spring spoiled, is a righteous man tottering before one who is lawless.

The cruelty of rage, and the overflow of anger! But who can stand before, jealousy?