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Proverbs

1 The words of Agur the son of Jakeh, even the prophe­cy: the man spake unto Ithiel, even unto Ithiel and Ucal,
2 Sure­ly I am more brutish than any man, and have not the un­der­stand­ing of a man.
3 I nei­ther learned wis­dom, nor have the knowl­edge of the holy.
4 Who hath as­cend­ed up into heav­en, or de­scend­ed? who hath gath­ered the wind in his fists? who hath bound the wa­ters in a gar­ment? who hath es­tab­lished all the ends of the earth? what is his name, and what is his son's name, if thou canst tell?
5 Ev­ery word of God is pure: he is a shield unto them that put their trust in him.
6 Add thou not unto his words, lest he re­prove thee, and thou be found a liar.
7 Two things have I re­quired of thee; deny me them not be­fore I die:
8 Re­move far from me van­i­ty and lies: give me nei­ther pover­ty nor rich­es; feed me with food con­ve­nient for me:
9 Lest I be full, and deny thee, and say, Who is the LORD? or lest I be poor, and steal, and take the name of my God in vain.
10 Ac­cuse not a ser­vant unto his mas­ter, lest he curse thee, and thou be found guilty.
11 There is a gen­er­a­tion that curseth their fa­ther, and doth not bless their moth­er.
12 There is a gen­er­a­tion that are pure in their own eyes, and yet is not washed from their filth­i­ness.
13 There is a gen­er­a­tion, O how lofty are their eyes! and their eye­lids are lift­ed up.
14 There is a gen­er­a­tion, whose teeth are as swords, and their jaw teeth as knives, to de­vour the poor from off the earth, and the needy from among men.
15 The horse­leach hath two daugh­ters, crying, Give, give. There are three things that are nev­er sat­is­fied, yea, four things say not, It is enough:
16 The grave; and the bar­ren womb; the earth that is not filled with wa­ter; and the fire that saith not, It is enough.
17 The eye that mock­eth at his fa­ther, and de­spiseth to obey his moth­er, the ravens of the val­ley shall pick it out, and the young ea­gles shall eat it.
18 There be three things which are too won­der­ful for me, yea, four which I know not:
19 The way of an ea­gle in the air; the way of a ser­pent upon a rock; the way of a ship in the midst of the sea; and the way of a man with a maid.
20 Such is the way of an adul­ter­ous wom­an; she eateth, and wipeth her mouth, and saith, I have done no wicked­ness.
21 For three things the earth is dis­qui­et­ed, and for four which it can­not bear:
22 For a ser­vant when he reigneth; and a fool when he is filled with meat;
23 For an odi­ous woman when she is mar­ried; and an hand­maid that is heir to her mis­tress.
24 There be four things which are lit­tle upon the earth, but they are ex­ceed­ing wise:
25 The ants are a peo­ple not strong, yet they pre­pare their meat in the sum­mer;
26 The conies are but a fee­ble folk, yet make they their hous­es in the rocks;
27 The lo­custs have no king, yet go they forth all of them by bands;
28 The spi­der taketh hold with her hands, and is in kings' palaces.
29 There be three things which go well, yea, four are come­ly in go­ing:
30 A lion which is strongest among beasts, and tur­neth not away for any;
31 A grey­hound; an he goat al­so; and a king, against whom there is no ris­ing up.
32 If thou hast done fool­ish­ly in lift­ing up thy­self, or if thou hast thought evil, lay thine hand upon thy mouth.
33 Sure­ly the churn­ing of milk bringeth forth but­ter, and the wring­ing of the nose bringeth forth blood: so the forc­ing of wrath bringeth forth strife.