My son, do not walk in the way with them, Withhold thy foot from their path.

For, their feet, to mischief, do run, and haste to the shedding of blood.

Then, shalt thou walk securely in thy way, and, thy foot, shall not stumble;

For, Yahweh, will be in all thy ways, and will keep thy foot from the snare.

Make level the track of thy foot, that, all thy ways, may be directed aright:

Decline not, to the right hand or to the left, - Turn away thy foot from wickedness.

Her feet, are going down to death, - on hades, will her steps take firm hold.

Lest strange men, be well fed, by thy strength, and, thy toils, be in the house of the alien.

Prepareth, in the summer, her food, hath collected, in the harvest, her sustenance.

Winketh with his eyes, speaketh with his foot, pointeth with his fingers;

A heart contriving iniquitous devices, feet hasting to run into mischief;

Or can a man walk upon hot coals, and, his feet, not be burned?

Boisterous, is she, and rebellious, In her house, abide not her feet;

Come, feed on my food, and drink of the wine I have mingled;

The lips of the righteous, feed multitudes, but, the foolish, for lack of sense, shall die.

He that tilleth his land, shall be filled with food, but, he that runneth after worthless men, lacketh sense.

Much food, is in the fallow ground of the poor, but there is that is swept away, for want of justice.

Surely, for the soul to be, without knowledge, is not good, and, he that hasteth with his feet, strayeth.

For sweet shall they be, when thou shalt keep them in thine inmost mind, they shall fit well together, upon thy lips.

Do not crave his dainties, for, the same, are deceitful food.

Do not eat the food of him that hath a begrudging eye, neither crave thou his dainties;

Withhold thy foot from the house of thy neighbour, - lest he be weary of thee, and hate thee.

A broken tooth and a faltering foot, is confidence in the treacherous, in the day of danger.

One who cutteth off feet, one who drinketh down wrong, is he who sendeth a message by the hand of a dullard.

With, enough goats-milk, for thy food - for the food of thy household, and, a maintenance, for thy maidens.

A poor man, who oppresseth the helpless, is like a rain beating down, leaving no food.

Vanity and falsehood, remove far from me, Neither poverty nor riches, give me, Feed me with the food appointed me:

Under a servant, when he reigneth, and a base man, when he is surfeited with food;

The ants, a people, not strong, - yet prepare they, in summer, their food;

She is like the ships of the merchant, from afar, she bringeth in her food;

And she riseth, while yet it is night, and giveth food to her household, and a task to her maidens: