Proverbs 3:17
Her wayes are pleasaunt wayes, and all her pathes are peaceable.
Her wayes are pleasaunt wayes, and all her pathes are peaceable.
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18 She is a tree of lyfe to them that lay holde vpon her: and blessed is he that kepeth her fast.
13 Well is hym that findeth wysdome, and getteth vnderstandyng:
14 For the marchaundise of it, is better then the marchaundise of siluer, and the gayne therof is better then golde.
15 She is more worth then pretious stones: and all the thinges that thou canst desire, are not to be compared vnto her.
16 In her right hande is long life, and in her left hande riches and honour.
25 Let not thyne heart wander in her wayes, and be not thou deceaued in her pathes.
26 For many one hath she wounded and cast downe, yea many a strong man hath ben slaine by the meanes of her.
27 Her house is the way vnto hell, and bryng men downe into the chaumbers of death.
18 For her house is enclined vnto death, and her pathes vnto hell.
19 All they that go in vnto her, come not agayne, neither take they holde of the way of lyfe.
20 Therfore walke thou in the way of such as be vertuous, & kepe the pathes of the righteous.
30 As for fauour it is deceiptfull, & beautie is a vayne thyng: but a woman that feareth the Lorde, shalbe praysed.
31 Geue her of the fruite of her handes: and let her owne workes prayse her in the gates.
25 Strength and honour is her clothing, and in the latter day she shall reioyce.
26 She openeth her mouth with wisdome, and in her tongue is the lawe of grace.
27 She loketh well to the wayes of her housholde: and eateth not her bread with idlenesse.
28 Her children arise vp & call her blessed: and her husbande shall make much of her.
3 For the lippes of a straunge woman are a dropping hony combe, and her throte is more glistering then oyle:
4 But at the laste she is as bitter as wormewood, and as sharpe as a two edged sworde.
5 Her feete go downe vnto death, and her steppes pearce thorowe vnto hell.
6 Perchaunce thou wylt ponder the path of her lyfe: so vnstedfast are her wayes that thou canst not know them.
8 Make much of her, and she shall promote thee, yea if thou embrace her, she shall bryng thee vnto honour:
9 She shal beautifie thy head with manyfolde graces, and garnishe thee with a crowne of glory.
10 Heare my sonne, and receaue my wordes, and the yeres of thy life shalbe many.
11 I haue shewed thee the way of wysdome, & led thee into the right pathes.
2 For they shal prolong the dayes and yeres of thy lyfe, and bryng thee peace.
2 She standeth in the top of high places, by the way in the place of the pathes:
9 Then shalt thou vnderstande righteousnesse, and iudgement, and equitie, yea and euery good path.
10 When wisdome entreth into thine heart, and thy soule deliteth in knowledge:
12 She wyll do hym good, and not euill, all the dayes of her lyfe.
6 Forsake her not, and she shall preserue thee, loue her, and she shall kepe thee.
26 And I founde that a woman is bitterer then death, the whiche hath cast abrode her heart as a net that men fishe with, and her handes are chaynes: Who so pleaseth God shall escape from her, but the sinner wyll be taken with her.
12 Nowe is she without, nowe in the streates, and lyeth in wayte at euery corner.
14 Sitteth at the doore of her house, and in the hye places of the citie,
15 To call such as go by, and that walke straight in their wayes.
16 Who so is ignoraunt sayeth she let hym come hyther: and to the vnwyse she saith,
6 In all thy wayes acknowledge him, and he shall order thy goynges.
8 Goyng ouer the streate by the corner in the way towarde her house
18 Let thy well be blessed, and be glad with the wyfe of thy youth.
19 Let her be as the louyng Hinde and pleasaunt Roe: let her breastes alway satisfie thee, and holde thee euer content with her loue.
24 Fayre wordes are an hony combe, a refresshyng of the mynde, and health of the bones.
28 In the way of ryghteousnesse there is life: & in the same way there is no death.
18 For it is a pleasaunt thing if thou kepe them in thyne heart, and order them in thy lippes:
35 For whoso findeth me, findeth life, and shall obtaine fauour of the Lorde.
20 I wyll guyde thee in the way of righteousnes, and in the midst of the pathes of iudgement:
4 Who so is without knowledge, let him come hither: And to the vnwise she said,
14 She is like a marchauntes ship, that bryngeth her vittayles from a farre.
22 For they are life vnto those that finde them, and health vnto all their bodyes.
3 Thy wyfe shalbe as a fruitfull vine: vpon the sides of thyne house. Thy chyldren shalbe like oliue braunches: rounde about thy table.
5 That they may kepe thee from the straunge woman, and from the forraine woman which geueth sweete wordes.