The way of the wicked is as darkness: They know not at what they stumble.

The lips of the righteous know what is acceptable; But the mouth of the wicked'speaketh perverseness.

Go not forth hastily to strive, Lest thou know not what to do in the end thereof, When thy neighbor hath put thee to shame.

Boast not thyself of tomorrow; For thou knowest not what a day may bring forth.

Who hath ascended up into heaven, and descended? Who hath gathered the wind in his fists? Who hath bound the waters in his garment? Who hath established all the ends of the earth? What is his name, and what is his son's name, if thou knowest?

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