15 Loke what a foole taketh in honde, he thinketh it well done: but he that is wyse, wyl be couceled.
Bible verses about "proverbs" | Coverdale
5 Put thy trust in ye LORDE with all thine herte, and leane not vnto thine owne vnderstondinge.
1 Be not thou gelous ouer wicked me, & desyre not thou to be amonge them. 2 For their herte ymagineth to do hurte, & their lippes talke of myschefe. 3 Thorow wy?dome an house shalbe buylded, & wt vnderstondinge it shalbe set vp. 4 Thorow discrecion shal ye chabers be fylled wt all costly & pleasaunt riches. 5 A wyse ma is stroge, yee a ma of vnderstodinge is better, the he yt is mightie of stregth. 6 For with discrecion must warres be take in honde, and where as are many yt can geue councell, there is ye victory. 7 Wy?dome is an hie thinge, yee eue to ye foole, for he darre not ope his mouth in ye gate. 8 He yt ymagineth myschefe, maye wel be called an vngracious personne. 9 The thoughte of ye foolish is synne, & ye scornefull is an abhominacion vnto me. 10 Yf thou be ouersene & necliget in tyme of nede, the is thy stregth but small. 11 Delyuer the yt go vnto death, & are led awaie to be slaine, & be not necliget therin. 12 Yf thou wilt saye: I knewe not of it. Thynkest thou yt he which made ye hertes, doth not cosidre it? & yt he which regardeth yi soule, seith it not? Shal not he recopence euery man acordinge to his workes? 13 My sonne, thou eatest hony & ye swete hony cobe, because it is good & swete in thy mouth. 14 Euen so shall ye knowlege of wysdome be vnto yi soule, as soone as thou hast gotte it. And there is good hope, yee yi hope shal not be in vayne. 15 Laye no preuy waite wickedly vpon ye house of ye rightuous, & disquiete not his restinge place. 16 For a iust ma falleth seuen tymes, & ryseth vp agayne, but ye vngodly fall in to wickednes. 17 Reioyce not thou at ye fall of thine enemie, and let not thine herte be glad whan he stombleth. 18 Lest ye LORDE (when he seyth it) be angrie, & turne his wrath from him vnto the. 19 Let not yi wrath & gelousy moue ye, to foolow ye wicked and vngodly. 20 And why? ye wicked hath nothinge to hope for, & ye cadle of the vngodly shall be put out. 21 My sonne, feare thou ye LORDE & ye kinge, & kepe no copany wt ye slaunderous: 22 for their destruccion shal come sodenly, & who knoweth ye fall of the both? 23 These are also ye saieges of ye wyse. It is not good, to haue respecte of any personne in iudgmet. 24 He yt saieth to ye vngodly: thou art rightuous, him shall the people curse, yee ye comotie shal abhorre him. 25 But they yt rebuke ye vngodly shalbe comended, & a riche blessinge shal come vpo the. 26 He maketh him self to be well loued, that geueth a good answere. 27 First make vp yi worke yt is wt out, & loke well vnto yt which thou hast in ye felde, & the buylde thine house. 28 Be no false wytnesse agaynst yi neghbor, & hurte him not wt yi lyppes. 29 Saye not: I wil hadle him, eue as he hath dealte wt me, & wil rewarde euery ma acordinge to his dedes. 30 I wente by ye felde of ye slouthfull, & by ye vynyarde of the foolish ma. 31 And lo, it was all couered wt nettels, & stode full of thistles, & ye stone wall was broke downe. 32 This I sawe, & cosidered it wel: I loked vpo it, & toke it for a warnynge. 33 Yee slepe on still a litle, slobre a litle, folde thine hodes together yet a litle: 34 so shall pouerte come vnto the as one yt trauayleth by ye waye, & necessite like a wapened man.
9 Tel nothinge in to ye eares of a foole, for he wyl despyse the wy?dome of thy wordes.
1 These are the wordes of Kynge Lamuel, & ye lesson yt his mother taught him. 2 My sonne, thou sonne of my body: O my deare beloued sonne, 3 geue not ouer thy substaunce & mynde vnto women, which are the destruccio eue of kynges. 4 O Lamuel, geue kinges no wyne, geue kynges & prynces no stronge drynke: 5 lest they beinge dronken forget the lawe, & regarde not ye cause of the poore, & of all soch as be in aduersite. 6 Geue stronge drynke vnto soch as are condempned to death, & wyne vnto those yt mourne: 7 that they maye drynke it, & forget their misery & aduersite. 8 Be thou an aduocate & stonde in iudgment thyself, to speake for all soch as be dome & sucourles. 9 With yi mouth defende ye thinge yt is laufull and right, and ye cause of ye poore and helplesse. 10 Who so fyndeth an honest faithful woma, she is moch more worth the perles. 11 The herte of hir husbande maye safely trust in her, so that he shal haue no nede of spoyles. 12 She wil do him good & not euel all ye dayes of hir life. 13 She occupieth woll & flax, & laboureth gladly wt hir handes. 14 She is like a marchauntes shippe, that bryngeth hir vytayles from farre. 15 She is vp in ye night season, to prouyde meate for hir housholde, & foode for hir maydens. 16 She considreth lode, & byeth it, and wt the frute of hir handes she planteth a vynyarde. 17 She gyrdeth hir loynes with strength, and courageth hir armes. 18 And yf she perceaue that hir houswifrie doth good, hir candle goeth not out by night. 19 She layeth hir fyngers to the spyndle, & hir hande taketh holde of ye rocke. 20 She openeth hir hande to ye poore, yee she stretcheth forth hir hades to soch as haue nede. 21 She feareth not yt the colde of wynter shal hurte hir house, for all hir housholde folkes are duble clothed. 22 She maketh hir self fayre ornametes, hir clothige is whyte sylke & purple. 23 Hir hu?bade is moch set by in ye gates, whe he sytteth amonge ye rulers of ye londe. 24 She maketh cloth of sylke & selleth it, and delyuereth a gyrdle vnto ye marchaut. 25 Stregth and honoure is hir clothinge, & in the latter daye she shal reioyse. 26 She openeth hir mouth with wy?dome, & in hir toge is the lawe of grace. 27 She loketh wel to the wayes of hir housholde, & eateth not hir bred with ydilnes. 28 Hir children arise & call hir blessed, & hir hu?bande maketh moch of her. 29 Many daughters there be yt gather riches together, but thou goest aboue the all. 30 As for fauor, it is disceatfull, and beutie is a vayne thinge: but a woman that feareth the LORDE, she is worthy to be praysed. 31 Geue her of the frute of hir handes, and let hir owne workes prayse her in the gates.
17 Like as one yro whetteth another, so doth one man comforte another.
11 A foole poureth out his sprete alltogether, but a wyse man kepeth it in till afterwarde.
5 Yf eny of you lacke wyssdome, let him axe of God, which geueth to all men indifferentlie, and casteth no man in the teth: and it shal be geue him.