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A servant will not be corrected by words: for though he understand he will not give heed.

Remove far from me vanity and lies: give me neither poverty nor riches; feed me with the food that is needful for me:

There be three things which are too wonderful for me, yea, four which I know not:

For three things the earth doth tremble, and for four, which it cannot bear:

For a servant when he is king; and a fool when he is filled with meat;

For an odious woman when she is married; and an handmaid that is heir to her mistress.

The lion, which is mightiest among beasts, and turneth not away for any;

For the churning of milk bringeth forth butter, and the wringing of the nose bringeth forth blood: so the forcing of wrath bringeth forth strife.

It is not for kings, O Lemuel, it is not for kings to drink wine; nor for princes to say, Where is strong drink?

Open thy mouth for the dumb, in the cause of all such as are left desolate.

A virtuous woman who can find? for her price is far above rubies.

She is not afraid of the snow for her household; for all her household are clothed with scarlet.

She maketh for herself carpets of tapestry; her clothing is fine linen and purple.

One generation goeth, and another generation cometh; and the earth abideth for ever.

For in much wisdom is much grief: and he that increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow.

I searched in mine heart how to cheer my flesh with wine, mine heart yet guiding me with wisdom, and how to lay hold on folly, till I might see what it was good for the sons of men that they should do under the heaven all the days of their life.

And whatsoever mine eyes desired I kept not from them: I withheld not my heart from any joy, for my heart rejoiced because of all my labour; and this was my portion from all my labour.

And I turned myself to behold wisdom, and madness and folly; for what can the man do that cometh after the king? even that which hath been already done.

For of the wise man, even as of the fool, there is no remembrance for ever; seeing that in the days to come all will have been already forgotten. And how doth the wise man die even as the fool!

So I hated life; because the work that is wrought under the sun was grievous unto me: for all is vanity and a striving after wind.