Micah 7:5
Let no man beleue his frende, ner put his confidece in a prince. Kepe the porte of thy mouth, from her yt lieth in thy bosome:
Let no man beleue his frende, ner put his confidece in a prince. Kepe the porte of thy mouth, from her yt lieth in thy bosome:
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6for ye sonne shal put his father to dishonoure, the doughter shal ryse agaynst her mother, ye doughter in lawe agaynst hir mother in lawe: and a mans foes shalbe euen they of his owne housholde.
4Saye vnto wysdome: thou art my sister, and call vnderstondinge thy kynswoman:
5that she maye kepe ye fro ye strauge woma, & fro ye harlot which geueth swete wordes.
4Yee one must kepe himself from another, no man maye safely trust his owne brother: for one brother vndermyneth another, & one neghboure begyleth another.
5Yee one dissembleth with another, and they deale with no treuth. They haue practised their tunges to lye, and taken greate paynes to do myschefe.
10Thyne owne frende and thy fathers frende se thou forsake not, but go not in to thy brothers house in tyme of thy trouble. Better is a frende at hode, then a brother farre of.
7Heare me therfore (o my sonne) and departe not fro the wordes of my mouth.
8Kepe thy waye farre from her, and come not nye ye dores of hir house.
9That thou geue not thine honor vnto another, and thy yeares to the cruell.
24that they maye kepe the fro the euell woman, & from the flaterynge tonge of the harlott:
25yt thou lust not after her beuty in thine herte, & lest thou be take wt hir fayre lokes.
8But take hede, yee trust in councels, that begyle you and do you no good.
6For thy brethren ad thy kynred haue altogether despised the, and cried out vpon the in thine absence. Beleue them not, though they speake fayre wordes to the.
6Yf thy brother, the sonne of thy mother, or thine awne sonne, or thy doughter, or the wyfe in thy bosome, or thy frende which is vnto the as thine owne soule, entyse the secretly, and saye: Let vs go and serue other goddes (whom thou knowest not, ner yet thy father)
4The best off the is but as a thistle, and the most rightuous of them is but as a brere in the hedge But when the daye of thy preachers commeth, yt thou shalt be vysited: the shal they be waisted a waye.
6Faithfull are the woundes of a louer, but ye kysses of an enemie are disceatfull.
20My sonne, why wilt thou haue pleasure in an harlot, and embrace the bosome of another woma?
25Let not thine herte wandre in hir wayes, & be not thou disceaued in hir pathes.
24Put awaye from the a frowarde mouth, and let the lippes of slaunder be farre from the.
2Let another ma prayse the, & not thine owne mouth: yee other folkes lippes, and not thyne.
4Trust not in false lyenge wordes, sayenge: here is the temple of the LORDE, here is the temple of the LORDE, here is the temple of the LORDE.
19The hope of the vngodly in tyme of nede, is like a rotten toth and a slippery foote.
1My sone, yf thou be suertie for yi neghboure, thou hast fastened thine hode wt another ma:
2yee thou art boude with thine owne wordes, and taken wt thine owne speach.
3Therfore (my sonne) do this, discharge thy self, for thou art come i to yi neghbours daunger. Go thy waye then soone, & intreate thy neghboure:
2yt thou mayest regarde good councell, and that thy lippes maye kepe nurtoure.
3For the lippes of an harlot are a droppinge hony combe, and hir throte is softer then oyle.
16That thou mayest be delyuered also from the straunge woman, and from her that is not thine owne: which geueth swete wordes,
17forsaketh the hu?bande of hir youth, and forgetteth the couenaunt of hir God.
14The mouth of an harlot is a depe pytt, wherin he falleth that ye LORDE is angrie withall.
15My sonne, walke not thou wt them, refrayne yi fote fro their wayes.
16He that refrayneth her, refrayneth the wynde, and holdeth oyle fast in his hode.
9Handle thy matter wt yi neghbor himself, & discouer not another mans secrete:
19a false wytnesse yt bringeth vp lyes, & soch one as soweth discorde amonge brethren.
25lest thou lerne his wayes, and receaue hurte vnto thy soule.
17Withdrawe yi foote fro thy neghbours house, lest he be weery of the, and so abhorre the.
33So shal thine eyes loke vnto straunge women, & thine herte shal muse vpon frowarde thinges.
6Thine owne mouth condemneth the, and not I: yee thine owne lippes shappe the an answere.
6Forsake her not, and she shal preserue the: loue her, and she shal kepe the.
4A wicked body holdeth moch of false lippes, & a dyssemblynge persone geueth eare to a disceatfull toge.
5Put thy trust in ye LORDE with all thine herte, and leane not vnto thine owne vnderstondinge.
9their throte is an open sepulchre: with their tonges they disceaue.
29where as thou hast now to geue him. Intende no hurte vnto thy neghboure, seynge he hopeth to dwell in rest by the.
5Thus saieth the LORDE: Cursed be the man that putteth his trust in man, ad that taketh flesh for his arme: and he, whose herte departeth from ye LORDE.
27Maye a man take fyre in his bosome, and his clothes not be brent?
28Be no false wytnesse agaynst yi neghbor, & hurte him not wt yi lyppes.
3geue not ouer thy substaunce & mynde vnto women, which are the destruccio eue of kynges.
7Yee the men that were sworne vnto the, shal dryue the out off the borders off thyne owne londe. They that be now at one with the, shal disceaue the, and ouercome ye: Eue they that eate thy bred, shall betraye the, or euer thou perceaue it.
17But let them be only thine owne, & not straungers with the.
3For when ye breth of man goeth forth, he shal turne agayne to his earth, and so all his thoughtes perishe.