Proverbs 30:25
The ants `are' a people not strong, And they prepare in summer their food,
The ants `are' a people not strong, And they prepare in summer their food,
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26Conies `are' a people not strong, And they place in a rock their house,
27A king there is not to the locust, And it goeth out -- each one shouting,
28A spider with two hands taketh hold, And is in the palaces of a king.
29Three there are going well, Yea, four are good in going:
30An old lion -- mighty among beasts, That turneth not back from the face of any,
24Four `are' little ones of earth, And they are made wiser than the wise:
5Be delivered as a roe from the hand, And as a bird from the hand of a fowler.
6Go unto the ant, O slothful one, See her ways and be wise;
7Which hath not captain, overseer, and ruler,
8She doth prepare in summer her bread, She hath gathered in harvest her food.
5Lo, wild asses in a wilderness, They have gone out about their work, Seeking early for prey, A mixture for himself -- food for young ones.
6In a field his provender they reap, And the vineyard of the wicked they glean.
27The slothful roasteth not his hunting, And the wealth of a diligent man is precious.
27All of them unto Thee do look, To give their food in its season.
25Revealed was the hay, and seen the tender grass, And gathered the herbs of mountains.
10Thou hast shewed thyself weak in a day of adversity, Straitened is thy power,
27Prepare in an out-place thy work, And make it ready in the field -- go afterwards, Then thou hast built thy house.
18He hath built as a moth his house, And as a booth a watchman hath made.
15And she forgetteth that a foot may press it, And a beast of the field tread it down.
17By the time they are warm they have been cut off, By its being hot they have been Extinguished from their place.
4Because of winter the slothful plougheth not, He asketh in harvest, and there is nothing.
33A little sleep -- a little slumber -- A little folding of the hands to lie down.
13Eat my son, honey that `is' good, And the honeycomb -- sweet to thy palate.
46And giveth to the caterpillar their increase, And their labour to the locust.
22The sun riseth, they are gathered, And in their dens they crouch.
23Man goeth forth to his work, And to his service -- till evening.
15There consume thee doth a fire, Cut thee off doth a sword, It doth consume thee as a cankerworm! Make thyself heavy as the cankerworm, Make thyself heavy as the locust.
30They do not despise the thief, When he stealeth to fill his soul when he is hungry,
6The burden of the beasts of the south. Into a land of adversity and distress, Of young lion and of old lion, Whence `are' viper and flying saraph, They carry on the shoulder of asses their wealth, And on the hump of camels their treasures, Unto a people not profitable.
8And enter doth the beast into covert, And in its habitations it doth continue.
23Know well the face of thy flock, Set thy heart to the droves,
24`Consider the ravens, that they sow not, nor reap, to which there is no barn nor storehouse, and God doth nourish them; how much better are ye than the fowls?
14A little city, and few men in it, and a great king hath come unto it, and hath surrounded it, and hath built against it great bulwarks;
7All the labour of man `is' for his mouth, and yet the soul is not filled.
3With want and with famine gloomy, Those fleeing to a dry place, Formerly a desolation and waste,
4Those cropping mallows near a shrub, And broom-roots `is' their food.
39Dost thou hunt for a lion prey? And the desire of young lions fulfil?
40When they bow down in dens -- Abide in a thicket for a covert?
23Abundance of food -- the tillage of the poor, And substance is consumed without judgment.
18The high hills `are' for wild goats, Rocks `are' a refuge for conies,
5Mighty `is' the wise in strength, And a man of knowledge is strengthening power,
5Whoso is gathering in summer `is' a wise son, Whoso is sleeping in harvest `is' a son causing shame.
22A city of the mighty hath the wise gone up, And bringeth down the strength of its confidence.
15Yea, she riseth while yet night, And giveth food to her household, And a portion to her damsels.
27The eating of much honey is not good, Nor a searching out of one's own honour -- honour.
38`Much seed thou dost take out into the field, and little thou dost gather in, for the locust doth consume it;
7Among shrubs they do groan, Under nettles they are gathered together.
24And the oxen and the young asses serving the ground, Fermented provender do eat, That one is winnowing with shovel and fan.
10A little sleep, a little slumber, A little clasping of the hands to rest,
9Who is brightening up the spoiled against the strong, And the spoiled against a fortress cometh.