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But my eyes are fixed on You, O GOD the Lord. In You I seek refuge; do not leave my soul defenseless.

I remember the days of old; I meditate on all Your works; I consider the work of Your hands.

Teach me to do Your will, for You are my God. May Your good Spirit lead me on level ground.

Reach down from on high; set me free and rescue me from the deep waters, from the grasp of foreigners,

I will sing to You a new song, O God; on a harp of ten strings I will make music to You—

…the glorious splendor of Your majesty. And I will meditate on Your wondrous works.

The LORD is good to all; His compassion rests on all He has made.

The LORD is near to all who call on Him, to all who call out to Him in truth.

When his spirit departs, he returns to the ground; on that very day his plans perish.

Sing to the LORD with thanksgiving; make music on the harp to our God,

…who covers the sky with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who makes grass to grow on the hills.

…to inflict vengeance on the nations and punishment on the peoples,

…to inflict vengeance on the nations and punishment on the peoples,

For they are a garland of grace on your head and a pendant around your neck.

If you had repented at my rebuke, then surely I would have poured out my spirit on you; I would have made my words known to you.

Then they will call on me, but I will not answer; they will earnestly seek me, but will not find me.

Never let loving devotion or faithfulness leave you; bind them around your neck, write them on the tablet of your heart.

Trust in the LORD with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding;

Then you will go on your way in safety, and your foot will not stumble.

The curse of the LORD is on the house of the wicked, but He blesses the home of the righteous.

She will set a garland of grace on your head; she will present you with a crown of beauty.”

I will guide you in the way of wisdom; I will lead you on straight paths.

Hold on to instruction; do not let go. Guard it, for it is your life.

Do not set foot on the path of the wicked or walk in the way of evildoers.

Avoid it; do not travel on it. Turn from it and pass on by.

Avoid it; do not travel on it. Turn from it and pass on by.

…lest strangers feast on your wealth, and your labors enrich the house of a foreigner.

I am on the brink of utter ruin in the midst of the whole assembly.”

Can a man walk on hot coals without scorching his feet?

Tie them to your fingers; write them on the tablet of your heart.

For my husband is not at home; he has gone on a long journey.

He follows her on impulse, like an ox going to the slaughter, like a deer bounding into a trap,

On the heights overlooking the road, at the crossroads she takes her stand.

…bestowing wealth on those who love me and making their treasuries full.

I was there when He established the heavens, when He inscribed a circle on the face of the deep,

He who corrects a mocker brings shame on himself; he who rebukes a wicked man taints himself.

She sits at the door of her house, on a seat in the heights of the city,

Blessings are on the head of the righteous, but the mouth of the wicked conceals violence.

Wisdom is found on the lips of the discerning, but a rod is for the back of him who lacks judgment.

Whoever heeds instruction is on the path to life, but he who ignores reproof goes astray.

A kind man benefits himself, but a cruel man brings trouble on himself.

He who brings trouble on his house will inherit the wind, and the fool will be servant to the wise of heart.

If the righteous receive their due on earth, how much more the ungodly and the sinner!

A king delights in a wise servant, but his anger falls on the shameful.

A discerning heart seeks knowledge, but the mouth of a fool feeds on folly.

He who is greedy for unjust gain brings trouble on his household, but he who hates bribes will live.

A divine verdict is on the lips of a king; his mouth must not betray justice.

He who winks his eye devises perversity; he who purses his lips is bent on evil.

A king’s rage is like the roar of a lion, but his favor is like dew on the grass.

Laziness brings on deep sleep, and an idle soul will suffer hunger.

A king who sits on a throne to judge sifts out all evil with his eyes.

“Worthless, worthless!” says the buyer, but on the way out, he gloats.

Do not say, “I will avenge this evil!” Wait on the LORD, and He will save you.

Better to live on a corner of the roof than to share a house with a quarrelsome wife.

Thorns and snares lie on the path of the perverse; he who guards his soul stays far from them.

…for it is pleasing when you keep them within you and they are constantly on your lips.

Do not move an ancient boundary stone or encroach on the fields of the fatherless,

Listen, my son, and be wise, and guide your heart on the right course.

Do not join those who drink too much wine or gorge themselves on meat.

You will be like one sleeping on the high seas or lying on the top of a mast:

You will be like one sleeping on the high seas or lying on the top of a mast:

An honest answer given is like a kiss on the lips.

Like one who removes a garment on a cold day or vinegar poured on a wound is one who sings songs to a heavy heart.

Like one who removes a garment on a cold day or vinegar poured on a wound is one who sings songs to a heavy heart.

For in so doing, you will heap burning coals on his head, and the LORD will reward you.

Better to live on a corner of the roof than to share a house with a quarrelsome wife.

As a door turns on its hinges, so the slacker turns on his bed.

As a door turns on its hinges, so the slacker turns on his bed.

He who digs a pit will fall into it, and he who rolls a stone will have it roll back on him.

A constant dripping on a rainy day and a contentious woman are alike—

The fear of man is a snare, but whoever trusts in the LORD is set securely on high.

…the way of an eagle in the sky, the way of a snake on a rock, the way of a ship at sea, and the way of a man with a maiden.

Four things on earth are small, yet they are exceedingly wise:

Do not spend your strength on women or your vigor on those who ruin kings.

Do not spend your strength on women or your vigor on those who ruin kings.

She opens her mouth with wisdom, and faithful instruction is on her tongue.

The wind blows southward, then turns northward; round and round it swirls, ever returning on its course.

Do not be quick to speak, and do not be hasty in your heart to utter a word before God. For God is in heaven and you are on earth. So let your words be few.

…or wealth lost in a failed venture, so when that man has a son there is nothing to pass on.

Surely there is no righteous man on earth who does good and never sins.

When the sentence for a crime is not speedily executed, the hearts of men become fully set on doing evil.

There is a futility that is done on the earth: There are righteous men who get what the actions of the wicked deserve, and there are wicked men who get what the actions of the righteous deserve. I say that this too is futile.

When I applied my mind to know wisdom and to observe the task that one performs on the earth—though his eyes do not see sleep in the day or even in the night—

I have seen slaves on horseback, while princes go on foot like slaves.

I have seen slaves on horseback, while princes go on foot like slaves.

…on the day the keepers of the house tremble and the strong men stoop, when those grinding cease because they are few and those watching through windows see dimly,

Before the day breaks and shadows flee, turn, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of Bether.

On my bed at night I sought the one I love; I sought him, but did not find him.

I encountered the watchmen on their rounds of the city: “Have you seen the one I love?”

Come out, O daughters of Zion, and gaze at King Solomon, wearing the crown with which his mother crowned him on the day of his wedding—the day of his heart’s rejoicing.

Your neck is like the tower of David, built with rows of stones; on it hang a thousand shields, all of them shields of warriors.

Awake, O north wind, and come, O south wind. Breathe on my garden and spread the fragrance of its spices. Let my beloved come into his garden and taste its choicest fruits.

I have taken off my robe—must I put it back on? I have washed my feet—must I soil them again?

I rose up to open for my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with flowing myrrh on the handles of the bolt.

I encountered the watchmen on their rounds of the city. They beat me and bruised me; they took away my cloak, those guardians of the walls.

His legs are pillars of marble set on bases of pure gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, as majestic as the cedars.

Come back, come back, O Shulammite! Come back, come back, that we may gaze upon you. Why do you look at the Shulammite, as on the dance of Mahanaim?

Who is this coming up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? I roused you under the apple tree; there your mother conceived you; there she travailed and brought you forth.

We have a little sister, and her breasts are not yet grown. What shall we do for our sister on the day she is spoken for?

Come away, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices.