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Chapter 27
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Boast not thyself of to morrow; for thou knowest not
what a day may bring forth. |
2
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Let another man praise thee, and not thine own mouth;
a stranger, and not thine own lips. |
3
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A stone is heavy, and the sand weighty; but a fool's
wrath is heavier than them both. |
4
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Wrath is cruel, and anger is outrageous; but who is
able to stand before envy? |
5
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Open rebuke is better than secret love. |
6
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Faithful are the wounds of a friend; but the kisses
of an enemy are deceitful. |
7
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The full soul loatheth an honeycomb; but to the hungry
soul every bitter thing is sweet. |
8
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As a bird that wandereth from her nest, so is a man
that wandereth from his place. |
9
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Ointment and perfume rejoice the heart: so doth the
sweetness of a man's friend by hearty counsel. |
10
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Thine own friend, and thy father's friend, forsake
not; neither go into thy brother's house in the day of
thy calamity: for better is a neighbour that is near
than a brother far off. |
11
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My son, be wise, and make my heart glad, that I may
answer him that reproacheth me. |
12
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A prudent man foreseeth the evil, and hideth himself;
but the simple pass on, and are punished. |
13
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Take his garment that is surety for a stranger, and
take a pledge of him for a strange woman. |
14
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He that blesseth his friend with a loud voice, rising
early in the morning, it shall be counted a curse to
him. |
15
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A continual dropping in a very rainy day and a contentious
woman are alike. |
16
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Whosoever hideth her hideth the wind, and the ointment
of his right hand, which bewrayeth itself. |
17
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Iron sharpeneth iron; so a man sharpeneth the countenance
of his friend. |
18
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Whoso keepeth the fig tree shall eat the fruit thereof:
so he that waiteth on his master shall be honoured. |
19
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As in water face answereth to face, so the heart of
man to man. |
20
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Hell and destruction are never full; so the eyes of
man are never satisfied. |
21
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As the fining pot for silver, and the furnace for gold;
so is a man to his praise. |
22
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Though thou shouldest bray a fool in a mortar among
wheat with a pestle, yet will not his foolishness depart
from him. |
23
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Be thou diligent to know the state of thy flocks, and
look well to thy herds. |
24
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For riches are not for ever: and doth the crown endure
to every generation? |
25
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The hay appeareth, and the tender grass sheweth itself,
and herbs of the mountains are gathered. |
26
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The lambs are for thy clothing, and the goats are the
price of the field. |
27
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And thou shalt have goats' milk enough for thy food,
for the food of thy household, and for the maintenance
for thy maidens. |
