Lo! the righteous, in the earth shall be recompensed, how much more the lawless and the sinner.

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

Without cattle, the crib is clean, but, much increase, is in the strength of the ox.

Hades and destruction, are before Yahweh, how much more then, the hearts of the sons of men.

To acquire wisdom, how much better than gold! and, to get hold of understanding, more choice than silver!

Unseemly in an unworthy man, is the lip of excellence, much more, in one of noble mind, the lip of falsehood.

All the brethren of a poor man, hate him, how much more have, his friends, gone far from him, he may hunt up promises - there are none.

Unseemly for dullard, is delicate living, how much more for, a servant, to bear rule over princes.

The sacrifice of the lawless, is an abomination, how much more, when, with wickedness, he bringeth it in!