In three things I was beautified,

2 But three sorts of men my soul hateth,

3 In thy youth thou hast not gathered,

4 How beautiful a thing is judgment for gray hairs,

5 How beautiful is the wisdom of old men,

6 Much experience is the crown of old men;

7 There are nine things that I have thought of, and in my heart counted happy;

8 Happy is he that dwelleth with a wife of understanding;

9 Happy is he that hath found prudence;

10 How great is he that hath found wisdom!

11 The fear of the Lord passeth all things:

13 Give me any plague but the plague of the heart;

14 Any calamity, but a calamity from them that hate me;

15 There is no head above the head of a serpent;

16 I will rather dwell with a lion and a dragon,

17 The wickedness of a woman changeth her look,

18 Her husband shall sit at meat among his neighbors,

19 All malice is but little to the malice of a woman:

20 As the going up a sandy way is to the feet of the aged,

21 Throw not thyself upon the beauty of a woman;

22 There is anger, and impudence, and great reproach,

23 A wicked woman is abasement of heart,

24 From a woman was the beginning of sin;

25 Give not water an outlet;

26 If she go not as thou wouldest have her,