How long, simple ones, will ye love simpleness, and scorners take pleasure in their scorning, and the foolish hate knowledge?

and thou say, How have I hated instruction, and my heart despised reproof!

How long, sluggard, wilt thou lie down? When wilt thou arise out of thy sleep?

Behold, the righteous shall be requited on the earth: how much more the wicked and the sinner.

Sheol and destruction are before Jehovah; how much more then the hearts of the children of men!

A man hath joy by the answer of his mouth; and a word in its season, how good is it!

How much better is it to get wisdom than fine gold, and the getting of intelligence to be preferred to silver!

Excellent speech becometh not a vile man; how much less do lying lips a noble!

All the brethren of a poor man hate him; how much more do his friends go far from him: he pursueth them with words, they are not to be found.

Good living beseemeth not a fool; how much less for a servant to have rule over princes.

The steps of a man are from Jehovah; and how can a man understand his own way?

The sacrifice of the wicked is abomination: how much more when they bring it with a wicked purpose!

there is a generation, how lofty are their eyes, how their eyelids are lifted up!