Hear my prayer, LORD, pay attention to my cry, and do not ignore my tears. I am an alien in your presence, a stranger just like my ancestors were.

Then I said, "Here I am! I have come! In the scroll of the book it is written about me.

Innumerable evils have surrounded me; my iniquities have overtaken me so that I cannot see. They are more in number than the hair on my head, and my courage has forsaken me.

The king's daughters are among your honorable women; the queen, dressed in gold from Ophir, has taken her place at your right hand."

In her chamber, the king's daughter is glorious; her clothing is embroidered with gold thread.

In embroidered garments she is presented to the king. Her virgin companions who follow her train will be presented to you.

Since God is in her midst, she will not be shaken. God will help her at the break of dawn.

Within her citadels God is known as a place of refuge.

Just as we have heard, so have we seen; in the city of the LORD of the heavenly armies even in the city of our God God will establish her forever. Interlude

March around Zion; encircle her; count her towers.

Take note of her ramparts; investigate her citadels; that you may speak about them to the next generation.

"Look, here is a young man who refused to make God his strength; instead, he trusted in his great wealth and made his wickedness his strength.

God, who is enthroned from long ago, will hear me and humble them. Interlude Because they do not repent, they do not fear God.

refusing to hear the voice of the snake charmer, the cunning enchanter.

Look what pours out of their mouths! They use their lips like swords, saying "Who will hear us?"

God, hear my cry; pay attention to my prayer.

Hear, God, as I express my concern; protect me from fear of the enemy.

Since you hear prayer, everybody will come to you.

God, you poured out abundant rain on your inheritance. When Israel was weary, you sustained her.

Also, when I reach old age and have gray hair, God, do not forsake me, until I have declared your power to this generation and your might to the next one.

Listen, my people, to my instruction. Hear the words of my mouth.

Even the sparrow found a house for herself and the swallow a nest to lay her young at your altar, LORD of the Heavenly Armies, my king and God.

LORD God of the Heavenly Armies, hear my prayer! Listen, God of Jacob! Interlude

Hear my prayer, LORD; attend to my prayer of supplication.

My eyes gloated over those who lie in wait for me; when those of evil intent attack me, my ears will hear.

The one who formed the ear can hear, can he not? The one who made the eyes can see, can he not?

LORD, hear my prayer! May my cry for help come to you.

You will arise to extend compassion on Zion, for it is time to show her favor the appointed time has come.

He makes the barren woman among her household a happy mother of joyful children. Hallelujah!

They have ears, but cannot hear; they have noses, but cannot smell.

Hear my voice according to your gracious love. LORD, revive me in keeping with your justice.

Consider this: as the eyes of a servant focus on what his master provides, and as the eyes of a female servant focus on what her mistress provides, so our eyes focus on the LORD our God, until he has mercy on us.

"This is my resting place forever. Here I will live, because I desire to do so.

ears are attributed to them, but they do not hear, and there is no breath in their mouths.

When their judges are thrown off the cliff, the people will hear my words, for they are appropriate.

LORD, hear my prayer; pay attention to my request, because you are faithful; answer me in your righteousness.

In the morning let me hear of your gracious love, for in you I trust. Cause me to know the way I should take, because I have set my hope on you.

Wisdom cries out in the street; she raises her voice in the public squares.

She calls out at the busiest part of the noisy streets, and at the entrance to the gates of the city she utters her words:

delivering you from the adulteress, from the immoral woman with her seductive words,

someone who abandoned the companion of her youth and forgot the covenant of her God.

For her house leads down to death, and her paths down to the realm of the dead.

None who go to her return, nor do they reach the paths of life.

because her profit is better than the profit of silver, and her yield than fine gold.

She is more precious than rubies, and nothing you desire compares with her.

Long life is in her right hand, and in her left are riches and honor.

Her ways are pleasant ways, and all her paths are peaceful.

She is a tree of life for those who embrace her, and whoever clutches her tightly will be joyful.

Do not abandon her, and she will protect you. Love her, and she will watch over you.

Prize her and she will exalt you. Indeed, if you embrace her, she will honor you.

For the lips of an adulteress drip honey, and her speech is smoother than oil.

Her feet go down to death; her steps lead to Sheol.

You aren't thinking about where her life is headed; her steps wander, but you do not realize it.

Keep far away from her, and don't go near the entrance to her house,

Like a loving deer, a beautiful doe, let her breasts satisfy you all the time. Be constantly intoxicated by her love.

Here are six things that the LORD hates seven, in fact, are detestable to him:

Do not focus on her beauty in your mind, nor allow her to take you prisoner with her flirting eyes,

So also is it with someone who has sex with his neighbor's wife; anyone touching her will not remain unpunished.

so they can keep you from an adulterous woman, from the immoral woman with her seductive words.

Proceeding down the street near her corner, he makes his way toward her house

Look! A woman makes her way to meet him, dressed as a prostitute and intending to entrap him.

She is brazen and defiant her feet don't remain at home.

All of a sudden he follows her like an ox fit for slaughter or like a fool fit for a trap

Don't be led astray by her lifestyle, and don't imitate her behavior.

For many are the victims whom she has conquered, and many are her slain.

Her house leads to Sheol, descending to death's catacombs.

Isn't wisdom calling out; isn't understanding raising her voice?

Wisdom has built her house; she has hewn out her seven pillars.

She has prepared her food, she has spiced her wine, and she also has set her dining table.

She has sent out her young women, while calling out from the heights of the city,

"Let whoever is naive, turn in here." To anyone lacking sense, she says,

She sits at the entrance of her house, on a seat high above the city.

"Whoever is naive, turn in here!" And to anyone lacking sense, she says,

But he does not realize that the dead lurk there, and her invited guests wind up in the depths of Sheol.

If the righteous receive what they are due here on earth, how much more will the wicked and the sinner.

A virtuous woman is a crown to her husband, but a wife who puts him to shame is like bone cancer.

Every wise woman builds up her household, but the foolish one tears it down with her own hands.

Gray hair is a crown of glory; it is obtained by following a righteous path.

It's better to meet a mother bear who has lost her cubs than a fool in his stupidity.

The glory of young men is their strength; and the splendor of elders is their gray hair.

Whoever refuses to hear the cry of the poor will also cry himself, but he won't be answered.

Listen to the one who fathered you, and don't despise your mother in her old age.

If you say, "Look here, we didn't know about this," doesn't God, who examines motives, discern it? Doesn't the one who guards your soul know about it? Won't he repay each person according to what he has done?

Here are some more proverbs from wise people: It isn't good to show partiality in judgment.

Here are some more proverbs by Solomon, which the men of Hezekiah, king of Judah, transcribed.

for it is better that it be told you, "Come up here," than for you to be placed lower in the presence of an official. What you've seen with your own eyes,

Trying to keep her in check is like stopping a wind storm or grabbing oil with your right hand.

This is what an immoral woman is like: she eats, wipes her mouth, then says "I've done nothing wrong."

an unloved woman when she finds a husband, and a servant girl who inherits from her mistress.

Who can find a capable wife? Her value far exceeds the finest jewels.

Her husband has full confidence in her; as a result, he lacks nothing of value.

She will bring good to him never evil every day of her life.

She is like a seagoing ship that brings her food from far away.

She rises while it is still night, preparing meals for her family and providing for her women servants.

She clothes herself with fortitude, and fortifies her arms with strength.

She is confident that her profits are sufficient. Her lamp does not go out at night.

She works with her own hands on her clothes her hands work the sewing spindle.

She reaches out to the poor, opening her hands to those in need.

She is unafraid of winter's effect on her household, because all of them are warmly clothed.

She creates her own bedding, using fine linen and violet cloth.