Proverbs 4:3
For I was my fathers sonne, tender and deare in the sight of my mother,
For I was my fathers sonne, tender and deare in the sight of my mother,
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4 When he taught me, and sayde vnto me, Let thine heart holde fast my woordes: keepe my commandements, and thou shalt liue.
8 My sonne, heare thy fathers instruction, and forsake not thy mothers teaching.
17 Or haue eaten my morsels alone, and the fatherles hath not eaten thereof,
18 (For from my youth hee hath growen vp with me as with a father, and from my mothers wombe I haue bene a guide vnto her)
1 Heare, O ye children, the instruction of a father, and giue eare to learne vnderstanding.
2 For I doe giue you a good doctrine: therefore forsake yee not my lawe.
20 My sonne, keepe thy fathers commandement, and forsake not thy mothers instruction.
30 Then was I with him as a nourisher, and I was dayly his delight reioycing alway before him,
31 And tooke my solace in the compasse of his earth: and my delite is with the children of men.
32 Therefore nowe hearken, O children, vnto me: for blessed are they that keepe my wayes.
4 When I had past a litle from them, then I found him whom my soule loued: I tooke holde on him and left him not, till I had brought him vnto my mothers house into the chamber of her that conceiued me.
4 Diddest thou not stil crie vnto me, Thou art my father, and the guide of my youth?
25 Thy father and thy mother shall be glad, and she that bare thee shall reioyce.
26 My sonne, giue mee thine heart, and let thine eyes delite in my wayes.
11 My sonne, be wise, and reioyce mine heart, that I may answere him that reprocheth me.
1 Oh that thou werest as my brother that sucked the brestes of my mother: I would finde thee without, I would kisse thee, then they should not despise thee.
2 I will leade thee and bring thee into my mothers house: there thou shalt teache me: and I will cause thee to drinke spiced wine, and newe wine of the pomegranate.
2 What my sonne! and what ye sonne of my wombe! and what, O sonne of my desires!
1 My sonne, forget not thou my Lawe, but let thine heart keepe my commandements.
15 My sonne, if thine heart be wise, mine heart shall reioyce, and I also.
8 Nowe therefore, my sonne, heare my voyce in that which I command thee.
13 I wil be his father, and he shalbe my sonne, aud I will not take my mercie away from him, as I tooke it from him that was before thee.
12 For the Lord correcteth him, whome he loueth, euen as the father doeth the childe in whom he deliteth.
14 I will be his father, and hee shall bee my sonne: and if he sinne, I will chasten him with the rod of men, and with the plagues of the children of men.
4 As I was in the dayes of my youth: when Gods prouidence was vpon my tabernacle:
5 When the almightie was yet with me, and my children round about me.
10 Heare, my sonne, & receiue my wordes, and the yeeres of thy life shalbe many.
11 I haue taught thee in ye way of wisedom, and led thee in the pathes of righteousnesse.
10 Though my father and my mother shoulde forsake me, yet the Lorde will gather me vp.
6 Vpon thee haue I beene stayed from the wombe: thou art he that tooke me out of my mothers bowels: my praise shalbe alwaies of thee.
14 I behaued my selfe as to my friend, or as to my brother: I humbled my selfe, mourning as one that bewaileth his mother.
1 A wise sonne maketh a glad father: but a foolish sonne is an heauines to his mother.
9 But thou didest draw me out of ye wombe: thou gauest me hope, euen at my mothers breasts.
10 I was cast vpon thee, euen from ye wombe: thou art my God from my mothers belly.
10 Because it shut not vp the dores of my mothers wombe: nor hid sorowe from mine eyes.
5 Beholde, I was borne in iniquitie, and in sinne hath my mother conceiued me.
16 I was a father vnto the poore, and when I knewe not the cause, I sought it out diligently.
1 My sonne, keepe my wordes, & hide my commandements with thee.
22 Obey thy father that hath begotten thee, and despise not thy mother when she is olde.
1 When Israel was a childe, then I loued him, and called my sonne out of Egypt.
16 Or why was I not hid, as an vntimely birth, either as infants, which haue not seene the light?
19 But I sayde, Howe did I take thee for children and giue thee a pleasant lande, euen the glorious heritage of the armies of the heathen, and saide, Thou shalt call mee, saying, My father, and shalt not turne from me?
19 And he sayde to his father, Mine head, mine head. Who sayd to his seruant, Beare him to his mother.
25 A foolish sonne is a griefe vnto his father, and a heauines to her that bare him.
7 Heare yee me nowe therefore, O children, and depart not from the wordes of my mouth.
20 My sonne, hearken vnto my wordes, incline thine eare vnto my sayings.
1 My sonne, if thou wilt receiue my wordes, and hide my commandements within thee,
17 Because he hath not slaine me, euen from the wombe, or that my mother might haue bene my graue, or her wobe a perpetual conception.
1 My sonne, hearken vnto my wisedome, & incline thine eare vnto my knowledge.
20 A wise sonne reioyceth the father: but a foolish man despiseth his mother.