My son, My son; if you’ve become, surety for your friend
If you have shaken hands in pledge; for a stranger, to no end
If you are snared and taken; by the words of your own mouth
Do this my son, to deliver you; and free you from this vow.
Since you have come into, the hand of your own friend
Humble yourself, plead your case; go now, do this; begin!
Give no slumber to your eyelids, Give no sleep to your eyes
Deliver yourself like a gazelle; like a bird saved from demise.
Go to the ant, you sluggard; consider her ways, be wise
She has no captain, nor ruler; yet each summer provides supplies
She gathers food in harvest, there’s a lesson here to learn
How long will you sleep O sluggard? When will you rise and turn?
A little sleep, a little slumber; a little folding of your sleeping hands
And poverty shall come upon you, like a prowler; your need, like an armed man.
A worthless person, a wicked man, walks with a mouth of perversity
He winks his eyes, shuffles his feet; devises evil continually
He points his finger, he sows discord; perversity’s in his heart
Calamity shall come his way and he shall fall apart
Suddenly he shall be broken, without remedy, without end
His life will be worse off now; than when his life began.
There are six things that the LORD hates; yes, seven are an abomination
A lying tongue, a man who sows, discord among the brethren
Hearts that devise, wicked plans; hands that shed innocent blood
Feet that run to evil; faster than a sudden flood
A proud look, a false witness, who constantly speaks lies
These abominations are hated by God, and are despised.
My son, my son, you must obey, keep your fathers command
Do not forsake your mothers law; for they will make you stand
Bind these laws upon your heart; do this continually
Tie these laws around your neck; they will keep you when you sleep.
For when you roam, they’ll lead you, when you awake, they will speak life
For the commandment is a lamp, and the law is a bright light
Reproofs of instruction, are the way of life, you see
To keep you from the evil woman; from her fleeting beauty
To keep you from the seductress; from her flattering tongue
Don’t lust after her beauty; don’t go for her, it’s wrong
Do not be allured, by the way she moves her eyes
For by means of a harlot, many strong men have died
For a man is reduced to a crust of bread; yes, that is right
As your precious soul, becomes the prey, of ones wife
Can a man take fire into his bosom and his clothes not be burned?
Can one walk on hot coals and his feet not be blistered?
So it is with he, who goes into his neighbors wife
Whoever touches her shall not be innocent, but despised.
People don’t despise a thief, when he steals because he’s hungry
Yet when he’s found, he must restore. Sevenfold for his robbery
He may have to give up, all the household things he owns
That’s the price he’ll have to pay, he will reap what was sown
Whoever commits adultery with a woman is a fool
For he who does so, lacks understanding, and destroys his soul
Wounded and dishonored, that’s the way that he will be
His reproach wont go away; no, it will never cease
For jealousy is a husbands fury to no end
And he will never spare you in the day of vengeance
He wont accept recompense, nor be appeased with gifts
Though you give him many; you will never profit!!!
