True Riches
(1 Timothy 6:17–19; James 5:1–6)

1When thou syttest at the table to eate wt a lorde, ordre thy self manerly wt ye thinges

2that are set before ye Measure thine appetite:

3and yf thou wilt rule thine owne self, be not ouer gredy of his meate, for meate begyleth and disceaueth.

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4Take not ouer greate trauayle and labor to be riche, bewarre of soch a purpose.

5Why wilt thou set thine eye vpon ye thinge, which sodenly vanisheth awaye? For riches make them selues wynges, and take their flight like an Aegle in to ye ayre.

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6Eate not thou wt ye envyous, and desyre no his meate,

7for he hath a maruelous herte. He sayeth vnto ye: eate and drynke, where as his herte is not wt ye.

8Yee ye morsels that thou hast eaten shalt thou perbreake, and lese those swete wordes.

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9Tel nothinge in to ye eares of a foole, for he wyl despyse the wysdome of thy wordes.

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10Remoue not ye olde lande marke, and come not within ye felde of the fatherlesse:

11For he yt deliuereth them is mightie, euen he shal defende their cause agaynst the.

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12Applie thine herte vnto lernynge, and thine eare to the wordes of knowlege.

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13Witholde not correccion from ye childe, for yf thou beatest him wt the rodde, he shal not dye therof.

14Thou smytest him wt the rodde, but thou delyuerest his soule from hell.

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15My sonne, yf yi herte receaue wysdome, my herte also shal reioyce:

16yee my reynes shalbe very glad, yf yi lyppes speake the thinge yt is right.

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17Let not thine herte be gelous to folowe synners, but kepe ye still in the feare of the LORDE all the daye loge:

18for the ende is not yet come, and thy pacient abydinge shal not be in vayne.

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19My sonne, ue eare & be wyse, so shal thine hert prospere in the waye.

20Kepe no company wt wyne bebbers and ryotous eaters of flesh:

21for soch as be dronckardes and ryotous, shal come to pouerte, & he that is geuen to moch slepe, shal go wt a ragged cote.

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22Geue eare vnto thy father that begat the, and despyse not thy mother whan she is olde.

23Labor for to get ye treuth: sell not awaye wysdome, nourtor & vnderstodinge

24(for a righteous father is maruelous glad of a wyse sonne, & delyteth in hi)

25so shal thy father be glad, and thy mother that bare the, shal reioyse.

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26My sonne, geue me thyne herte, and let thine eyes haue pleasure in my wayes.

27For an whore is a depe graue, and an harlot is a narow pytt.

28She lurketh like a thefe, and those that be not awarre she brigeth vnto her.

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29Where is wo? where is sorow? where is strife? where is braulynge? where are woundes without cause? where be reed eyes?

30Euen amonge those that be euer at the wyne, and seke out where the best is.

31Loke not thou vpon the wyne, how reed it is, and what a color it geueth in the glasse.

32It goeth downe softly, but at the last it byteth like a serpet, and styngeth as an Adder.

33So shal thine eyes loke vnto straunge women, & thine herte shal muse vpon frowarde thinges.

34Yee thou shalt be as though thou slepte, in ye myddest of ye see, or vpo ye toppe of the mast.

35They wounded me (shalt thou saie) but it hath not hurte me, they smote me, but I felt it not. Whe I am wel wakened, I wil go to ye drynke agayne.