Proverbs 23:29
Who hath woe? who hath sorrow? who hath contentions? Who hath complaining? who hath wounds without cause? Who hath redness of eyes?
Who hath woe? who hath sorrow? who hath contentions? Who hath complaining? who hath wounds without cause? Who hath redness of eyes?
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30They that tarry long at the wine; They that go to seek out mixed wine.
31Look not thou upon the wine when it is red, When it sparkleth in the cup, When it goeth down smoothly:
32At the last it biteth like a serpent, And stingeth like an adder.
33Thine eyes shall behold strange things, And thy heart shall utter perverse things.
11Woe unto them that rise up early in the morning, that they may follow strong drink; that tarry late into the night, till wine inflame them!
1Wine is a mocker, strong drink a brawler; And whosoever erreth thereby is not wise.
15Woe unto him that giveth his neighbor drink, [to thee] that addest thy venom, and makest him drunken also, that thou mayest look on their nakedness!
21Woe unto them that are wise in their own eyes, and prudent in their own sight!
22Woe unto them that are mighty to drink wine, and men of strength to mingle strong drink;
10He that winketh with the eye causeth sorrow; But a prating fool shall fall.
5Yea, moreover, wine is treacherous, a haughty man, that keepeth not at home; who enlargeth his desire as Sheol, and he is as death, and cannot be satisfied, but gathereth unto him all nations, and heapeth unto him all peoples.
11They make oil within the walls of these men; They tread [their] winepresses, and suffer thirst.
12From out of the populous city men groan, And the soul of the wounded crieth out: Yet God regardeth not the folly.
28Yea, she lieth in wait as a robber, And increaseth the treacherous among men.
9They shall not drink wine with a song; strong drink shall be bitter to them that drink it.
35They have stricken me, [shalt thou say], and I was not hurt; They have beaten me, and I felt it not: When shall I awake? I will seek it yet again.
7The new wine mourneth, the vine languisheth, all the merry-hearted do sigh.
5Awake, ye drunkards, and weep; and wail, all ye drinkers of wine, because of the sweet wine; for it is cut off from your mouth.
15A continual dropping in a very rainy day And a contentious woman are alike:
13A foolish son is the calamity of his father; And the contentions of a wife are a continual dropping.
11There is a crying in the streets because of the wine; all joy is darkened, the mirth of the land is gone.
6Give strong drink unto him that is ready to perish, And wine unto the bitter in soul:
6From the sole of the foot even unto the head there is no soundness in it; [but] wounds, and bruises, and fresh stripes: they have not been closed, neither bound up, neither mollified with oil.
9If a wise man hath a controversy with a foolish man, Whether he be angry or laugh, there will be no rest.
42And the voice of a multitude being at ease was with her: and with men of the common sort were brought drunkards from the wilderness; and they put bracelets upon the hands of them [twain], and beautiful crowns upon their heads.
12Why doth thy heart carry thee away? And why do thine eyes flash,
17He that loveth pleasure shall be a poor man: He that loveth wine and oil shall not be rich.
20Be not among winebibbers, Among gluttonous eaters of flesh:
21For the drunkard and the glutton shall come to poverty; And drowsiness will clothe [a man] with rags.
17All his days also he eateth in darkness, and he is sore vexed, and hath sickness and wrath.
3Why dost thou show me iniquity, and look upon perverseness? for destruction and violence are before me; and there is strife, and contention riseth up.
17He that passeth by, [and] vexeth himself with strife belonging not to him, Is [like] one that taketh a dog by the ears.
18As a madman who casteth firebrands, Arrows, and death,
19So is the man that deceiveth his neighbor, And saith, Am not I in sport?
11Whoredom and wine and new wine take away the understanding.
2She weepeth sore in the night, and her tears are on her cheeks; Among all her lovers she hath none to comfort her: All her friends have dealt treacherously with her; they are become her enemies.
17For they eat the bread of wickedness, And drink the wine of violence.
4Wrath is cruel, and anger is overwhelming; But who is able to stand before jealousy?
33Wounds and dishonor shall he get; And his reproach shall not be wiped away.
2For vexation killeth the foolish man, And jealousy slayeth the silly one.
19There is no assuaging of thy hurt: thy wound is grievous: all that hear the report of thee clap their hands over thee; for upon whom hath not thy wickedness passed continually?
10Cast out the scoffer, and contention will go out; Yea, strife and ignominy will cease.
10By pride cometh only contention; But with the well-advised is wisdom.
31Who shall declare his way to his face? And who shall repay him what he hath done?
30And thou, when thou art made desolate, what wilt thou do? Though thou clothest thyself with scarlet, though thou deckest thee with ornaments of gold, though thou enlargest thine eyes with paint, in vain dost thou make thyself fair; [thy] lovers despise thee, they seek thy life.
8Who goeth in company with the workers of iniquity, And walketh with wicked men?
25A foolish son is a grief to his father, And bitterness to her that bare him.
3Whoso loveth wisdom rejoiceth his father; But he that keepeth company with harlots wasteth [his] substance.
9[ As] a thorn that goeth up into the hand of a drunkard, So is a parable in the mouth of fools.