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1 My sonne, yf thou wilt receaue my wordes, and kepe my commaundementes by the,
2 that thou wylt enclyne thyne eare vnto wysdome, applye thyne hert then to vnderstandynge.
3 For yf thou cryest after wisdome, and callest for knowledge:
4 yf thou sekest after her as after money, and dyggest for her as for treasure,
5 then shalt thou vnderstande the feare of the Lorde, and fynde the knowledge of God.
6 For it is the Lorde that geueth wisdome, out of his mouth commeth knowledge and vnderstandynge.
7 He hydeth vp healthe for the ryghteous. He preserueth the welfare of the ryghteous, and defendeth them that walke syncerely: