1Boast not thyself of to morrow;
2Let another man praise thee, and not thine own mouth;
3A stone is heavy, and the sand weighty;
4Wrath is cruel, and anger is outrageous;
5Open rebuke is better than secret love.
6Faithful are the wounds of a friend;
7The full soul loatheth a honeycomb;
8As a bird that wandereth from her nest,
9Ointment and perfume rejoice the heart:
10Thine own friend, and thy father’s friend, forsake not;
11My son, be wise, and make my heart glad,
12A prudent man foreseeth the evil, and hideth himself;
13Take his garment that is surety for a stranger,
14He that blesseth his friend with a loud voice, rising early in the morning,
15A continual dropping in a very rainy day
16Whosoever hideth her, hideth the wind,
17Iron sharpeneth iron;
18Whoso keepeth the fig tree shall eat the fruit thereof:
19As in water face answereth to face,
20Hell and destruction are never full;
21As the fining pot for silver, and the furnace for gold;
22Though thou shouldest bray a fool in a mortar among wheat with a pestle,
23Be thou diligent to know the state of thy flocks,
24For riches are not for ever:
25The hay appeareth, and the tender grass sheweth itself,
26The lambs are for thy clothing,
27And thou shalt have goats’ milk enough for thy food,