Proverbs 3:1-15 ▼

1 My sonne, forget not my lawe, but se yt thine hert kepe my comaundemetes.

2 For they shal prologe ye dayes & yeares of yi lyfe, & brynge ye peace.

3 Let mercy & faithfulnes neuer go from ye: bynde the about yi necke, & wryte them in the tables of thine herte.

4 So shalt thou fynde fauor and good vnderstondinge in ye sight of God and men.

5 Put thy trust in ye LORDE with all thine herte, and leane not vnto thine owne vnderstondinge.

6 In all thy wayes haue respecte vnto him, and he shal ordre thy goinges.

7 Be not wyse in thine owne conceate, but feare ye LORDE and departe from euell:

8 so shal thy nauel be whole, and thy bones stronge.

9 Honoure the LORDE wt yi substaunce, & wt ye firstlinges of all thine encrease:

10 so shal thy barnes be fylled with plenteousnesse, and thy presses shal flowe ouer with swete wyne.

11 My sonne, despyse not the chastenynge of ye LORDE, nether faynte when thou art rebuked of him.

12 For who the LORDE loueth, him he chasteneth: and yet delyteth in him euen as a father in his owne sonne.

13 Well is him that fyndeth wysdome, & opteyneth vnderstondinge,

14 for the gettinge of it is better then eny marchaundise of syluer, & the profit of it is better then golde.

15 wysdome is more worth the precious stones, & all ye thinges yt thou canst desyre, are not to be compared vnto her.