1 Do not boast about tomorrow for, you do not know what a day will bring forth.10 Do not forsake your friend, and the friend of your father, and do not enter the house of your brother in the day of your calamity; better a neighbor nearby than a brother far away.11 Be wise, my son, and gladden my heart, that I may return a word to the one reproaching me.12 A prudent one sees evil [coming]; he hides himself; simple ones pass along, [and] they are punished.13 Take his garment when a stranger posts security, and hold it in pledge for a foreign woman.14 The one blessing his friend with a loud voice, rising early in the morning, it will be counted [as] a curse for him.15 A continual dripping in a day of rain, and a woman of quarrels are alike—16 hiding her is hiding the wind or grasping oil with one’s right hand.17 Iron is sharpened by iron, and a man sharpens the face of his friend.18 One keeping watch over a fig tree will eat its fruit, and the one guarding his master will be honored.19 As [in] the water the face [is] to the face, so the heart of the man [is] to the man.2 Let a stranger praise you, and not your own mouth—a foreigner, and not your own lips.20 Sheol and Abaddon are never satisfied, and the eyes of the man are never satisfied.21 A crucible for silver and a furnace for gold, so is a man by the mouth of one who praises him.22 Though you may pound a fool in the mortar, in the midst of the grain with the pestle, his folly will not turn away from him.23 Be sure to know the faces of your flock, [and] set your heart to your herds,24 for riches [are] not forever, nor [is] a diadem for all generations.25 The hay is uncovered, and the tender grass is visible, and the herbs of the mountains are gathered.26 The lambs [are] for your clothing, and the goats the price of field,27 and enough milk of goats [is] for your foor, for the food of your house and the life of your maidservants.3 The heaviness of a stone and the weight of the sand—and the anger of a fool [is] heavier than both of them.4 The cruelty of rage and the flood of a nostril—and who can stand before the face of jealousy?5 Better [is] an uncovered rebuke than love hidden.6 Faithful [are] the wounds of one who loves, and abundant are the kisses of one hating.7 A soul satiated would trample a honeycomb, and [to] a hungry soul, everything bitter [is] sweet.8 Like a bird wandering from her nest, so [is] a man wandering from his place.9 Oil and incense gladden the heart, and the sweetness of one’s friend is from the counsel of the soul.