For wisdom cometh into thy heart, And knowledge to thy soul is pleasant,

Into the path of the wicked enter not, And be not happy in a way of evil doers.

Avoid it, pass not over into it, Turn aside from it, and pass on.

Do this now, my son, and be delivered, For thou hast come into the hand of thy friend. Go, trample on thyself, and strengthen thy friend,

Doth a man take fire into his bosom, And are his garments not burnt?

A wicked messenger falleth into evil, And a faithful ambassador is healing.

Into the centre is the lot cast, And from Jehovah is all its judgment!

The perverse of heart findeth not good, And the turned in his tongue falleth into evil.

The lips of a fool enter into strife, And his mouth for stripes calleth.

A tower of strength is the name of Jehovah, Into it the righteous runneth, and is set on high.

Remove not a border of olden times, And into fields of the fatherless enter not,

A thorn hath gone up into the hand of a drunkard, And a parable in the mouth of fools.

Whoso is digging a pit falleth into it, And the roller of a stone, to him it turneth.

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

O the happiness of a man fearing continually, And whoso is hardening his heart falleth into evil.