1 My son, if thou be surety for thy friend, if thou hast stricken thy hand with a stranger,
2 Thou art snared with the words of thy mouth, thou art taken with the words of thy mouth.
3 Do this now, my son, and deliver thyself, when thou art come into the hand of thy friend; go, humble thyself, and make sure thy friend.
4 Give not sleep to thine eyes, nor slumber to thine eyelids.
6 Go to the ant, thou sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise:
7 Which having no guide, overseer, or ruler,
9 How long wilt thou sleep, O sluggard? when wilt thou arise out of thy sleep?
10 Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep:
11 So shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth, and thy want as an armed man.
13 He winketh with his eyes, he speaketh with his feet, he teacheth with his fingers;
15 Therefore shall his calamity come suddenly; suddenly shall he be broken without remedy.
17 A proud look, a lying tongue, and hands that shed innocent blood,
18 An heart that deviseth wicked imaginations, feet that be swift in running to mischief,
20 My son, keep thy father's commandment, and forsake not the law of thy mother:
24 To keep thee from the evil woman, from the flattery of the tongue of a strange woman.
26 For by means of a whorish woman a man is brought to a piece of bread: and the adultress will hunt for the precious life.
29 So he that goeth in to his neighbour's wife; whosoever toucheth her shall not be innocent.
30 Men do not despise a thief, if he steal to satisfy his soul when he is hungry;
31 But if he be found, he shall restore sevenfold; he shall give all the substance of his house.
33 A wound and dishonour shall he get; and his reproach shall not be wiped away.
35 He will not regard any ransom; neither will he rest content, though thou givest many gifts.