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1 My son, if thou becamest surety for thy friend, thou didst strike thy hands for a stranger; 2 Thou wert snared with the sayings of thy mouth, thou wert taken with the sayings of thy mouth. 3 Do this now, my son, and deliver thyself when thou camest into the hand of thy friend; go humble thyself and enlarge thy friend. 4 Thou shalt not give sleep to thine eyes, and slumber to thine eyelashes. 5 Deliver thyself as the roe from the hand, and as the bird from the hand of the fowler. 6 Go to the ant, thou slothful one; see her ways, and be wise: 7 Which no leader to her, scribe and ruler; 8 She will prepare in summer her bread, gathering her food in harvest. 9 How long, O slothful one, wilt thou lie down? when wilt thou rise from thy sleep? 10 A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to lie down: 11 And thy poverty came as he going, and thy want as a man of the shield. 12 A man of Belial, a man of iniquity, goes with perverseness of mouth. 13 Pinching the eyes, speaking with the feet, teaching with his fingers; 14 Perverseness in his heart, fabricating evil in all time, he will send forth strifes. 15 For this, his destruction shall come suddenly; in a moment he shall be broken, and none healing. 16 These six Jehovah hated, and seven an abomination of his soul: 17 Eyes being lifted up; a tongue of falsehood, and hands shedding innocent blood, 18 A heart fabricating purposes of iniquity; feet being quick to run to evil, Proverbs 6:1-18, Smith's Literal Translation. Public domain.
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