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| 1 Dead flies, cause to stink [and] ferment, the oil of the perfumer,–More costly than wisdom or honour, is a little folly. |
Dead flies - Theological errors which mar the pleasure and profit of truth. R1211:6, R2064:4
Stinking savour – Bad spirit. R2064:4
Doctrines of devils in our creeds which blaspheme God's character. R5673:6, R5674:1
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| 2 The sense of the wise, is on his right hand,–But, the sense of the dullard, on his left: |
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| 3 Yea, even by the way, as the foolish man walketh along, his sense faileth him–and he telleth everyone that, foolish, is he! |
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| 4 If, the spirit of a ruler, riseth up against thee, thy place, do not leave, for gentleness, pacifieth such as have greatly erred. |
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| 5 Here was a misfortune I had seen under the sun,–a veritable mistake that was going forth from the presence of one who had power: |
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| 6 Folly placed in great dignity,–while, the rich, in a low place, took their seat: |
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| 7 I had seen, servants, upon horses,–and, rulers, walking like servants, on the ground. |
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| 8 He that diggeth a pit, thereinto, may fall,–and, he that breaketh through a hedge, there may bite him a serpent. |
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| 9 He that removeth stones, may be hurt therewith,–and he that cleaveth wood, may be endangered thereby. |
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| 10 If, blunt, be the iron, and, himself, hath not sharpened, the edge, then, much force, must he apply,–but, an advantage for giving success, is wisdom. |
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| 11 If a serpent will bite, unless he is charmed, then there is nothing better for him that owneth a tongue. |
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| 12 The words of a wise man's mouth, are pleasant,–but, the lips of a dullard, will swallow him up: |
Lips of a fool – An unwise, reckless talker. R1937:3
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| 13 The beginning of the words of his mouth, is folly,–but, the latter end of his speech, is mischievous madness. |
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| 14 Yet, a foolish man, multiplieth words,–[though] no man knoweth that which hath been, and, that which shall be after him, who can tell him? |
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| 15 The toil of dullards, shall weary a man, that he knoweth not how to go into the city. |
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| 16 Alas! for thee, O land, when thy king is a boy,–and, thy rulers, in the morning, do eat: |
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| 17 How happy art thou, O land, when thy king is a son of nobles,–and, thy rulers, in season, do eat, for strength, and not for debauchery. |
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| 18 By two lazy arms, the framework sinketh in,–and, by the hanging down of the hands, the house may leak. |
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| 19 Merrily people make bread, and, wine, gladdeneth life,–but, money, answereth all things. |
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| 20 Even in thy thought, do not revile, the king, nor, within thy bed-chambers, revile thou the rich,–for, a bird of the heavens, might carry the voice, yea, an owner of wings, might tell the matter. |
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