The path of the righteous is like the light of dawn,
shining brighter and brighter until midday.

Come, let’s drink deeply of lovemaking until morning.
Let’s feast on each other’s love!

until an arrow pierces its liver,
like a bird darting into a snare—
he doesn’t know it will cost him his life.

A righteous man eats until he is satisfied,
but the stomach of the wicked is empty.

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The first to state his case seems right
until another comes and cross-examines him.

A man burdened by bloodguilt
will be a fugitive until death.
Let no one help him.