He dieth without instruction, And in the abundance of his folly magnifieth himself!

There is who is making himself rich, and hath nothing, Who is making himself poor, and wealth is abundant.

All things hath Jehovah wrought for Himself, And also the wicked worketh for a day of evil.

A labouring man hath laboured for himself, For his mouth hath caused him to bend over it.

A man with friends is to show himself friendly, And there is a lover adhering more than a brother!

Even by his actions a youth maketh himself known, Whether his work be pure or upright.

'Bad, bad,' saith the buyer, And going his way then he boasteth himself.

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

Clouds and wind, and rain there is none, Is a man boasting himself in a false gift.

Laying hold on the ears of a dog, Is a passer-by making himself wrath for strife not his own.