Proverbs 18

Bishops(i) 1 Who so hath an earnest desire [to wysdome] he will sequester him selfe to seeke it, and occupie him selfe in all stedfastnesse & sounde doctrine 2 A foole hath no delight in vnderstanding: but onlye to vtter the fansies of his owne heart 3 When the vngodly commeth, then commeth also disdayne: and with the dishonest person commeth shame and dishonour 4 The wordes of a [wyse] mans mouth are lyke deepe waters: and the well of wisdome is like a full streame 5 It is not good to regarde the person of the vngodly, to ouerthrowe the righteous in iudgement 6 A fooles lippes come with brawling, and his mouth prouoketh vnto stripes 7 A fooles mouth is his owne destruction, and his lippes are the snare for his owne soule 8 The wordes of a slaunderer are very woundes, and go through vnto the innermost partes of the body 9 Who so is slouthfull in his labour, is the brother of hym that is a waster 10 The name of the Lorde is a strong castell, the righteous runneth vnto it and is in safegarde 11 The rich mans goodes are his strong citie, and as an high wall in his owne conceipt 12 Before destruction the heart of a man is proude: and before honour goeth humilitie 13 He that geueth sentence in a matter before he heare it, the same to hym is folly and shame 14 A good stomacke beareth out sickenesse: but the minde beyng sicke, who shall heale it 15 A wise heart possesseth knowledge, & a prudent eare seeketh vnderstanding 16 A mans gyft maketh an open way, to bryng hym before great men 17 The righteous declareth his owne cause first him selfe, and his neighbour commeth and tryeth hym 18 The lot causeth variaunce to ceasse: and parteth the mightie a sunder 19 Brethren beyng at variaunce are harder to be wonne then a strong citie, and their contentions are like the barre of a castell 20 A mans belly shalbe satisfied with the fruite of his owne mouth, and with the encrease of his lippes shall he be filled 21 Death and life are in the instrument of the tongue, and they that loue it, shall eate the fruite thereof 22 Who so findeth a wyfe, findeth a good thing, and receaueth fauour of the Lorde 23 The poore prayeth meekely: but the riche geueth a rough aunswere 24 A man that wyll haue frendes, must shewe hym selfe frendly: and there is a frende whiche is nearer then a brother