My bed is covered with cushions of needlework, with coloured cloths of the cotton thread of Egypt;

The refining pot is for silver, and the furnace for gold; But Jehovah trieth the hearts.

What is this? A fool has enough money to buy wisdom, but is senseless?

The exercise of justice is joy for the righteous,
But is terror to the workers of iniquity.

A deep pit is the mouth of strange women, The abhorred of Jehovah falleth there.

For as he thinks in his heart, so is he [in behavior—one who manipulates].
He says to you, “Eat and drink,”
Yet his heart is not with you [but it is begrudging the cost].

For a deep pit is a prostitute, and a narrow well is {an adulteress}.

In the end, its bite is like that of a snake, its wound like the wound of a poison-snake.

The refining pot is for silver, and the furnace for gold; And a man is tried by his praise.