Proverbs 25

Great(i) 1 These also are the parables of Salomon, which the men of Ezekiah Kynge of Iuda copied out. 2 It is the honour of God to kepe a thinge secrete, but the kynges honour is to search out a thyng. 3 The heauen is hye, the earth is depe, & the kynges herte is vnsearcheable. 4 Take the drosse from the syluer, & there shalbe a cleane vessell therof. 5 Take awaye vngodlynesse from the kinge, & his seate shalbe stablished wt ryghteousnes. 6 Put not forth thy selfe in the presence of the king, & preace not into the place of greate men. 7 Better is it that it be sayde vnto the: come vp hyther, then thou to be put lower in the presence of the prince whom thou seyst wt thyne eyes. 8 Be not hastie to go to the lawe, lest happlye thou do some offence after the strife be ended wherby thy neyghbour put the to shame. 9 Handle thy matter wt thy neyghbour him selfe, and discouer not another mans secrete: 10 lest when men heare therof, it turne to thy disshonoure, and least thyne euell name do not ceasse. 11 A worde spoken in due season, is lyke apples of golde in a graued worke of syluer. 12 The correccion of the wyse is to an obedient eare, a golden cheine & a Iewell of golde. 13 Lyke as the winter coole in the haruest, so is a faythfull messaunger to them that send him: for he refressheth his masters mynde. 14 Whoso maketh greate boastes & geueth nothyng, is lyke cloudes & wynde without rayne. 15 With pacience is a prince pacified, & wt a soft tong is rygorousnes broken. 16 If thou findest hony, eate so moch as is sufficient for the: lest thou be ouerfull, & perbrake it out agayne. 17 Withdraw thy foote from thy neyghbours house least he be wery of the, & so abhorre the. 18 Who so beareth false wytnesse against his neyghboure, he is a very clubb, a swearde, & a sharpe arowe. 19 The hope that is put in a false man in tyme of neade, is lyke a rotten toth & a slypperi foote. 20 who so taketh awaye a mans garment in the colde wether, is lyke vyneger vpon chalck, or lyke him that syngeth songes to an heuie hart. 21 If thyne enemye honger, feade him: yf he thryst, geue him drinke: 22 for so shalt thou heape coales of fyre vpon hys head, and the Lorde shall rewarde the. 23 The North winde dryueth awaye the rayne, euen so doth an earnest sober countenaunce a backbyters tonge, 24 It is better to syt in a corner vnder the rofe, then with a brauling woman in a wyde house: 25 A good reporte out of a farre countre, is lyke coulde water to a thyrstie soule. 26 A ryghteous man fallynge downe before the vngodly, is lyke a troubled well & a springe that is destroyed. 27 Lyke as it is not good to eate to moch hony, euen so he that will search out hye thynges, it shall be to heuy for hym. 28 He that cannot rule hym selfe, is lyke a cyte which is broken downe, & hath no walles.