For in vain is the net spread In the sight of any bird:

But ye have set at nought all my counsel, And would none of my reproof:

So shalt thou find favor and good understanding In the sight of God and man.

When thou liest down, thou shalt not be afraid: Yea, thou shalt lie down, and thy sleep shall be sweet.

For I was a son unto my father, Tender and only beloved in the sight of my mother.

And he taught me, and said unto me: Let thy heart retain my words; Keep my commandments, and live;

So she caught him, and kissed him, And with an impudent face she said unto him:

I was set up from everlasting, from the beginning, Before the earth was.

When he established the heavens, I was there: When he set a circle upon the face of the deep,

And she sitteth at the door of her house, On a seat in the high places of the city,

Stolen waters are sweet, And bread eaten in secret is pleasant.

Though hand join in hand, the evil man shall not be unpunished; But the seed of the righteous shall be delivered.

The desire accomplished is sweet to the soul; But it is an abomination to fools to depart from evil.

Pleasant words are as a honeycomb, Sweet to the soul, and health to the bones.

Chasten thy son, seeing there is hope; nd set not thy heart on his destruction.

Bread of falsehood is sweet to a man; But afterwards his mouth shall be filled with gravel.

Remove not the ancient landmark, Which thy fathers have set.

Wilt thou set thine eyes upon that which is not? For riches certainly make themselves wings, Like an eagle that flieth toward heaven.

The morsel which thou hast eaten shalt thou vomit up, And lose thy sweet words.

My son, eat thou honey, for it is good; And the droppings of the honeycomb, which are sweet to thy taste:

For better is it that it be said unto thee, Come up hither, Than that thou shouldest be put lower in the presence of the prince, Whom thine eyes have seen.

As one that taketh off a garment in cold weather, and as vinegar upon soda, So is he that singeth songs to a heavy heart.

The full soul loatheth a honeycomb; But to the hungry soul every bitter thing is sweet.

A man that is laden with the blood of any person Shall flee unto the pit; let no man stay him.

Scoffers set a city in a flame; But wise men turn away wrath.