Proverbs of Solomon, son of David, king of Israel:

Hear, my son, the instruction of thy father, And leave not the law of thy mother,

My son, if sinners entice thee be not willing.

My son! go not in the way with them, Withhold thy foot from their path,

My son, if thou dost accept my sayings, And my commands dost lay up with thee,

My son! my law forget not, And my commands let thy heart keep,

Chastisement of Jehovah, my son, despise not, And be not vexed with His reproof,

For whom Jehovah loveth He reproveth, Even as a father the son He is pleased with.

My son! let them not turn from thine eyes, Keep thou wisdom and thoughtfulness,

For, a son I have been to my father -- tender, And an only one before my mother.

Hear, my son, and receive my sayings, And years of life are multiplied to thee.

My son, to my words give attention, To my sayings incline thine ear,

My son! to my wisdom give attention, To mine understanding incline thine ear,

And why dost thou magnify thyself, My son, with a stranger? And embrace the bosom of a strange woman?

His own iniquities do capture the wicked, And with the ropes of his sin he is holden.

My son! if thou hast been surety for thy friend, Hast stricken for a stranger thy hand,

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,

Keep, my son, the command of thy father, And leave not the law of thy mother.

My son! keep my sayings, And my commands lay up with thee.

Proverbs of Solomon. A wise son causeth a father to rejoice, And a foolish son is an affliction to his mother.

Whoso is gathering in summer is a wise son, Whoso is sleeping in harvest is a son causing shame.

The wage of the righteous is for life, The increase of the wicked for sin.

A wise son -- the instruction of a father, And a scorner -- he hath not heard rebuke.

Righteousness keepeth him who is perfect in the way, And wickedness overthroweth a sin offering.

Whoso is sparing his rod is hating his son, And whoso is loving him hath hastened him chastisement.

Righteousness exalteth a nation, And the goodliness of peoples is a sin-offering.

A wise son rejoiceth a father. And a foolish man is despising his mother.

A wise servant ruleth over a son causing shame, And in the midst of brethren He apportioneth an inheritance.

A provocation to his father is a foolish son, And bitterness to her that bare him.

A calamity to his father is a foolish son, And the contentions of a wife are a continual dropping.

Chastise thy son, for there is hope, And to put him to death lift not up thy soul.

Whoso is spoiling a father causeth a mother to flee, A son causing shame, and bringing confusion.

Cease, my son, to hear instruction -- To err from sayings of knowledge.

Who saith, 'I have purified my heart, I have been cleansed from my sin?'

Loftiness of eyes, and breadth of heart, Tillage of the wicked is sin.

The prudent hath seen the evil, and is hidden, And the simple have passed on, and are punished.

Hast thou seen a man speedy in his business? Before kings he doth station himself, He stations not himself before obscure men!

My son, if thy heart hath been wise, My heart rejoiceth, even mine,

Hear thou, my son, and be wise, And make happy in the way thy heart,

Give, my son, thy heart to me, And let thine eyes watch my ways.

The thought of folly is sin, And an abomination to man is a scorner.

Eat my son, honey that is good, And the honeycomb -- sweet to thy palate.

Fear Jehovah, my son, and the king, With changers mix not up thyself,

And I see -- I -- I do set my heart, I have seen -- I have received instruction,

For better that he hath said to thee, 'Come thou up hither,' Than that he humble thee before a noble, Whom thine eyes have seen.

As a vessel of snow in a day of harvest, So is a faithful ambassador to those sending him, And the soul of his masters he refresheth.

As snow in summer, and as rain in harvest, So honour is not comely for a fool.

Thou hast seen a man wise in his own eyes, More hope of a fool than of him!

Be wise, my son, and rejoice my heart. And I return my reproacher a word.

The prudent hath seen the evil, he is hidden, The simple have passed on, they are punished.

Revealed was the hay, and seen the tender grass, And gathered the herbs of mountains.

Whoso is keeping the law is an intelligent son, And a friend of gluttons, Doth cause his father to blush.

Chastise thy son, and he giveth thee comfort, Yea, he giveth delights to thy soul.

Thou hast seen a man hasty in his words! More hope of a fool than of him.

Words of a Gatherer, son of an obedient one, the declaration, an affirmation of the man: -- I have wearied myself for God, I have wearied myself for God, and am consumed.

Who went up to heaven, and cometh down? Who hath gathered the wind in his fists? Who hath bound waters in a garment? Who established all ends of the earth? What is His name? and what His son's name? Surely thou knowest!

'What, my son? and what, son of my womb? And what, son of my vows?

She is not afraid of her household from snow, For all her household are clothed with scarlet.