Proverbs 31:14
She hath been as ships of the merchant, From afar she bringeth in her bread.
She hath been as ships of the merchant, From afar she bringeth in her bread.
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15Yea, she riseth while yet night, And giveth food to her household, And a portion to her damsels.
16She hath considered a field, and taketh it, From the fruit of her hands she hath planted a vineyard.
17She hath girded with might her loins, And doth strengthen her arms.
18She hath perceived when her merchandise `is' good, Her lamp is not extinguished in the night.
19Her hands she hath sent forth on a spindle, And her hands have held a distaff.
20Her hand she hath spread forth to the poor, Yea, her hands she sent forth to the needy.
21She is not afraid of her household from snow, For all her household are clothed `with' scarlet.
22Ornamental coverings she hath made for herself, Silk and purple `are' her clothing.
23Known in the gates is her husband, In his sitting with elders of the land.
24Linen garments she hath made, and selleth, And a girdle she hath given to the merchant.
25Strength and honour `are' her clothing, And she rejoiceth at a latter day.
26Her mouth she hath opened in wisdom, And the law of kindness `is' on her tongue.
27She `is' watching the ways of her household, And bread of sloth she eateth not.
28Her sons have risen up, and pronounce her happy, Her husband, and he praiseth her,
29`Many `are' the daughters who have done worthily, Thou hast gone up above them all.'
30The grace `is' false, and the beauty `is' vain, A woman fearing Jehovah, she may boast herself.
31Give ye to her of the fruit of her hands, And her works do praise her in the gates!
10A woman of worth who doth find? Yea, far above rubies `is' her price.
11The heart of her husband hath trusted in her, And spoil he lacketh not.
12She hath done him good, and not evil, All days of her life.
13She hath sought wool and flax, And with delight she worketh `with' her hands.
8She doth prepare in summer her bread, She hath gathered in harvest her food.
14For better `is' her merchandise Than the merchandise of silver, And than gold -- her increase.
15Precious she `is' above rubies, And all thy pleasures are not comparable to her.
16Length of days `is' in her right hand, In her left `are' wealth and honour.
17Her ways `are' ways of pleasantness, And all her paths `are' peace.
18A tree of life she `is' to those laying hold on her, And whoso is retaining her `is' happy.
8Exalt her, and she doth lift thee up, She honoureth thee, when thou dost embrace her.
9She giveth to thy head a wreath of grace, A crown of beauty she doth give thee freely.
1Every wise woman hath builded her house, And the foolish with her hands breaketh it down.
11Noisy she `is', and stubborn, In her house her feet rest not.
12Now in an out-place, now in broad places, And near every corner she lieth in wait) --
14And she hath sat at the opening of her house, On a throne -- the high places of the city,
3And in many waters `is' the seed of Sihor, The harvest of the brook `is' her increase, And she is a mart of nations.
14In divers colours she is brought to the king, Virgins -- after her -- her companions, Are brought to thee.
10`Who `is' this that is looking forth as morning, Fair as the moon -- clear as the sun, Awe-inspiring as bannered hosts?'
2She hath slaughtered her slaughter, She hath mingled her wine, Yea, she hath arranged her table.
3She hath sent forth her damsels, She crieth on the tops of the high places of the city:
14House and wealth `are' the inheritance of fathers, And from Jehovah `is' an understanding wife.
25Ships of Tarshish `are' thy double walls of thy merchandise, And thou art filled and honoured greatly, In the heart of the seas.
21She turneth him aside with the abundance of her speech, With the flattery of her lips she forceth him.
29From thence he hath sought food, To a far off place his eyes look attentively,
15Her provision I greatly bless, Her needy ones I satisfy `with' bread,
4If thou dost seek her as silver, And as hid treasures searchest for her,
4A virtuous woman `is' a crown to her husband, And as rottenness in his bones `is' one causing shame.
26For a harlot consumeth unto a cake of bread, And an adulteress the precious soul hunteth.
18And her merchandise and her gift have been holy to Jehovah, Not treasured up nor stored, For to those sitting before Jehovah is her merchandise, To eat to satiety, and for a lasting covering!
32The wife who committeth adultery -- Under her husband -- doth receive strangers.
6Forsake her not, and she doth preserve thee, Love her, and she doth keep thee.
23For a hated one when she ruleth, And a maid-servant when she succeedeth her mistress.