Proverbs 7:4
Saye vnto wysdome: thou art my sister, and call vnderstondinge thy kynswoman:
Saye vnto wysdome: thou art my sister, and call vnderstondinge thy kynswoman:
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5 that she maye kepe ye fro ye strauge woma, & fro ye harlot which geueth swete wordes.
4 he taught me also, sayenge: let thine herte receaue my wordes, kepe my commaundementes, and thou shalt lyue.
5 Get the wy?dome, get the vnderstondinge, forget not ye wordes of my mouth, & shreke not from them.
6 Forsake her not, and she shal preserue the: loue her, and she shal kepe the.
7 The chefe poynte of wy?dome is, that thou be wyllynge to opteyne wy?dome, and before all thy goodes to get the vnderstondynge.
8 Make moch of her, and she shal promote the: Yee yf thou embracest her, she shal brynge the vnto honoure.
9 She shal make the a gracious heade, and garnish the with ye crowne of glory.
10 Heare my sonne, and receaue my wordes, that the yeares of thy life maye be many.
11 I wil shewe the ye waye of wy?dome, and lede the in the right pathes.
3 Bynde them vpon thy fyngers, & wryte the in the table of thine hert.
1 My sonne, geue hede vnto my wysdome, & bowe thine eare vnto my prudece:
2 yt thou mayest regarde good councell, and that thy lippes maye kepe nurtoure.
2 that thine eare maye herken vnto wysdome, applie thine herte then to vnderstodinge.
3 For yf thou criest after wy?dome, & callest for knowlege:
4 yf thou sekest after her as after money, and dyggest for her as for treasure:
4 Who so is ignoraut, let him come hither. And to the vn wise she sayde:
9 Thou hast wouded my hert (o my sister, my spouse) thou hast wounded my hert, with one of thine eyes, and with one cheyne of thy neck.
10 O how fayre and louely are thy brestes, my sister, my spouse? Thy brestes are more pleasaunt then wyne, and the smell of thy oyntmentes passeth all spices.
12 Thou art a well kepte garden (o my sister, my spouse) thou art a well kepte water sprynge, a sealed well.
1 Doth not wysdome crie? doth not vnderstondinge put forth hir voyce?
10 Yf wy?dome entre in to thine herte, and yi soule delyte in knowlege:
11 then shal councell preserue the, and vnderstondinge shal kepe the.
7 Heare me therfore (o my sonne) and departe not fro the wordes of my mouth.
11 For wysdome is more worth then precious stones, yee all the thinges that thou cast desyre, are not to be compared vnto it.
12 I wysdome haue my dwellynge wt knowlege, and prudent councell is myne owne.
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:
14 I can geue councell, and be a gyde: I haue vnderstondinge, I haue strength.
1 O that I might fynde the without & kysse ye, whom I loue as my brother which suckte my mothers brestes: & that thou woldest not be offended,
1 My sonne, kepe my wordes, & laye vp my comaundemetes by the.
2 to lerne wy?dome nurtoure, vnderstondinge, prudence,
4 So shalt thou fynde fauor and good vnderstondinge in ye sight of God and men.
8 My sonne, heare thy fathers doctryne, and forsake not the lawe of yi mother:
9 for that shal brynge grace vnto thy heade, & shalbe a cheyne aboute thy necke.
1 Heare (O ye children) the fatherly exortacio, & take good hede, that ye maye lerne wy?dome.
24 Heare me now therfore (o my sonne) and marcke the wordes of my mouth.
25 Let not thine herte wandre in hir wayes, & be not thou disceaued in hir pathes.
10 Kynges doughters go in thy goodly araye, & vpon thy right honde stondeth the quene in a vesture of the most fyne golde.
20 My sonne, why wilt thou haue pleasure in an harlot, and embrace the bosome of another woma?
16 That thou mayest be delyuered also from the straunge woman, and from her that is not thine owne: which geueth swete wordes,
13 Take fast holde of doctryne, let her not go: kepe her, for she is thy life.
16 Who so is ignoraunt (sayeth she) let him come hither, and to the vnwyse she sayeth:
8 When oure loue is tolde oure yonge sister, whose brestes are not yet growne, what shal we do vnto her?
11 Wy?dome is better then riches, yee moch more worth then the eye sight.
24 that they maye kepe the fro the euell woman, & from the flaterynge tonge of the harlott:
8 He that is wyse, loueth his owne soule: and who so hath vnderstondinge, shal prospere.
21 My sonne, let not these thinges departe from thyne eyes, but kepe my lawe and my councell:
5 Take hede vnto knowlege o ye ignoraut, be wyse in herte o ye fooles.
1 Wysdome hath buylded herself an house, and hewen out seuen pilers:
8 Yf thou knowe not yi self (o thou fayrest amoge women) tha go yi waye forth after ye fotesteppes of the shepe, as though thou woldest fede yi goates besyde ye shepherdes tentes.
21 Put the vp together in thine herte, and bynde the aboute thy necke.