Bishops(i)
1 These are also parables of Solomon, which the men of Ezekia king of Iuda copied out
2 It is the glory of God to kepe a thing secrete: but the kynges honour is to searche out a thing
3 The heauen is hye, the earth is deepe: and the kinges heart is vnsearcheable
4 Take the drosse from the siluer, and there shalbe a vessell for the siner
5 Take away the vngodly from the kyng: and his seate shalbe stablished with righteousnesse
6 Put not foorth thy selfe in the presence of the king, and preasse not into the place of great men
7 For better is it, that it be sayde vnto thee, come vp hyther: then thou to be put lower in the presence of the priuce whom thou seest with thyne eyes
8 Be not hastie to go to lawe: lest haplye thou knowest not what to do when thy neighbour hath confounded thee
9 Handle thy matter with thy neighbour himselfe, and discouer not thy secrete to another
10 Lest he that heareth it put thee to shame, and thy infamie do not ceasse
11 A worde spoken in due season, is lyke apples of golde in a graued worke of siluer
12 Who so reproueth a wyse man that hath an obedient eare, is as a golden earring, and an ornament of fine golde
13 As the colde of snowe in the tyme of haruest: so is a faythfull messenger to them that sende hym, for he refresheth his maisters mynde
14 Whoso maketh great boastes and geueth nothing, is lyke cloudes and winde without rayne
15 With pacience is a prince pacified, and with a softe tongue is rigorousnesse broken
16 If thou findest honie, eate so muche as is sufficient for thee: lest thou be ouer full, and parbreake it out agayne
17 Withdrawe thy foote from thy neighbours house: lest he be werie of thee, and so hate thee
18 Whoso beareth false witnesse against his neighbour, he is a very club, a sworde, and a sharpe arrowe
19 The confidence that is put in an vnfaythfull man in tyme of trouble, is like a broken tooth, and a sliding foote
20 Who so taketh away a mans garment in the colde weather, is like vineger vpon lime, or lyke hym that singeth songues to an heauie heart
21 If thyne enemie hunger, feede hym, if he thirst, geue him drinke
22 For so shalt thou heape coles of fire vpon his head, and the Lorde shall rewarde thee
23 The northwinde dryueth away the rayne: euen so doth an angry countenaunce a backbiters tongue
24 It is better to sit in a corner vpon the house toppe, then with a brawling woman in a wide house
25 Good newes from a straunge countrey, are as colde water to a thirstie soule
26 A righteous man fallyng downe before the vngodly, is like a troubled wel, and a spring that is corrupted
27 As it is not good to eate to muche honye, so curiously to searche the glory of heauenly thinges, is not commendable
28 He that can not rule him selfe, is like a citie whiche is broken downe and hath no walles