Proverbs 9
1 Wisdom has built a house for herself. She has hewn seven columns.
Visdommen bygged sig Hus, rejste sig støtter syv,
2 She has immolated her victims. She has mixed her wine and set forth her table.
slagted sit Kvæg og blanded sin Vin, hun har også dækket sit Bord;
3 She has sent her maids to call out to the tower and to the fortified walls of the city,
hun har sendt sine Terner ud, byder ind på Byens højeste Steder:
4 “If anyone is little, let him come to me.” And to the unwise, she has said:
Hvo som er tankeløs, han komme hid, jeg taler til dem, som er uden Vid:
5 “Approach. Eat my bread, and drink the wine that I have mixed for you.
Kom og smag mit Brød og drik den Vin, jeg har blandet!
6 Leave behind childishness. And live and walk by the ways of prudence.”
Lad Tankeløshed fare, så skal I leve, skrid frem ad Forstandens Vej!
7 Whoever teaches a mocker causes injury to himself. And whoever argues with the impious produces a blemish on himself.
Tugter man en Spotter, henter man sig Hån; revser man en gudløs, høster man Skam;
8 Do not be willing to argue with a mocker, lest he hate you. Dispute with the wise, and he will love you.
revs ikke en Spotter, at han ikke skal hade dig, revs den vise, så elsker han dig;
9 Present an opportunity to the wise, and wisdom shall be added to him. Teach the just, and he will hurry to receive it.
giv til den vise, så bliver han visere, lær den retfærdige, så øges hans Viden.
10 The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom, and knowledge of holiness is prudence.
HERRENs Frygt er Visdoms Grundlag, at kende den HELLIGE, det er Forstand.
11 For by me, your days will be multiplied and years of life will be added to you.
Thi mange bliver ved mig dine Dage, dine Livsårs Tal skal øges.
12 If you would be wise, you will be so for yourself. But if you would be one who ridicules, you alone shall carry the evil.
Er du viis, er det til Gavn for dig selv; spotter du, bærer du ene Følgen!
13 A foolish and loud woman, who is full of enticements and who knows nothing at all,
Dårskaben, hun slår sig løs og lokker og kender ikke til Skam;
14 sat at the entrance of her house on a seat, in a high place of the city,
hun sidder ved sit Huses indgang, troner på Byens Høje
15 so as to call to those who were passing by the way and continuing on their journey:
og byder dem ind, der kommer forbi, vandrende ad deres slagne Vej:
16 “Whoever is little, let him turn aside to me.” And to the frenzied, she said,
Hvo som er tankeløs, han komme hid, jeg taler til dem, som er uden Vid:
17 “Stolen waters are more soothing, and secret bread is more pleasant.”
Stjålen Drik er sød, lønligt Brød er lækkert!
