For many are the wounded she caused to fall, And mighty are all her slain ones.

The righteousness of the perfect maketh right his way, And by his wickedness doth the wicked fall.

Sloth causeth deep sleep to fall, And an indolent soul doth hunger.

Without counsels do a people fall, And deliverance is in a multitude of counsellors.

For seven times doth the righteous fall and rise, And the wicked stumble in evil.

Whoso is causing the upright to err in an evil way, Into his own pit he doth fall, And the perfect do inherit good.

In the multiplying of the wicked transgression multiplieth, And the righteous on their fall do look.