If the righteous will be rewarded in the earth,
How much more the wicked and the sinner!

Where no oxen are, the manger is clean,
But much revenue comes by the strength of the ox.

Sheol and Abaddon lie open before the Lord,
How much more the hearts of men!

How much better it is to get wisdom than gold!
And to get understanding is to be chosen above silver.

Excellent speech is not fitting for a fool,
Much less are lying lips to a prince.

All the brothers of a poor man hate him;
How much more do his friends abandon him!
He pursues them with words, but they are gone.

Luxury is not fitting for a fool;
Much less for a slave to rule over princes.

The sacrifice of the wicked is an abomination,
How much more when he brings it with evil intent!

It is not good to eat much honey,
Nor is it glory to search out one’s own glory.

A man who hardens his neck after much reproof
Will suddenly be broken beyond remedy.