Coverdale(i)
1 My sonne, yf thou wilt receaue my wordes, and kepe my comaundemetes by the,
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:
5 The shalt thou vnderstonde ye feare of the LORDE, and fynde ye knowlege of God.
6 For it is the LORDE that geueth wy?dome, out of his mouth commeth knowlege and vnderstondinge.
7 He preserueth ye welfare of the rightuous, and defendeth them yt walke innocently: