Proverbs 9
1 Wisdom hath built her house, she hath hewn out her seven pillars;
Visdommen bygged sig Hus, rejste sig støtter syv,
2 she hath slaughtered her cattle, she hath mingled her wine, she hath also prepared her table;
slagted sit Kvæg og blanded sin Vin, hun har ogsaa dækket sit Bord;
3 she hath sent forth her maidens: she crieth upon the summits of the high places of the city,
hun har sendt sine Terner ud, byder ind paa Byens højeste Steder:
4 Whoso is simple, let him turn in hither. To him that is void of understanding, she saith,
Hvo som er tankeløs, han komme hid, jeg taler til dem, som er uden Vid:
5 Come, eat ye of my bread, and drink of the wine that I have mingled.
Kom og smag mit Brød og drik den Vin, jeg har blandet!
6 Forsake follies and live, and go in the way of intelligence.
Lad Tankeløshed fare, saa skal I leve, skrid frem ad Forstandens Vej! —
7 He that instructeth a scorner getteth to himself shame; and he that reproveth a wicked [man] [getteth] to himself a blot.
Tugter man en Spotter, henter man sig Haan; revser man en gudløs, høster man Skam;
8 Reprove not a scorner, lest he hate thee; reprove a wise [man], and he will love thee.
revs ikke en Spotter, at han ikke skal hade dig, revs den vise, saa elsker han dig;
9 Impart to a wise [man], and he will become yet wiser; teach a righteous [man], and he will increase learning.
giv til den vise, saa bliver han visere, lær den retfærdige, saa øges hans Viden.
10 The fear of Jehovah is the beginning of wisdom; and the knowledge of the Holy is intelligence.
HERRENS Frygt er Visdoms Grundlag, at kende den HELLIGE, det er Forstand. —
11 For by me thy days shall be multiplied, and years of life shall be added to thee.
Thi mange bliver ved mig dine Dage, dine Livsaars Tal skal øges.
12 If thou art wise, thou shalt be wise for thyself; and if thou scornest, thou alone shalt bear it.
Er du viis, er det til Gavn for dig selv; spotter du, bærer du ene Følgen!
13 The foolish woman is clamorous; she is stupid, and knoweth nothing.
Daarskaben, hun slaar sig løs og lokker og kender ikke til Skam;
14 And she sitteth at the entry of her house, on a seat in the high places of the city,
hun sidder ved sit Huses Indgang, troner paa Byens Høje
15 to call passers-by who go right on their ways:
og byder dem ind, der kommer forbi, vandrende ad deres slagne Vej:
16 Whoso is simple, let him turn in hither. And to him that is void of understanding she saith,
Hvo som er tankeløs, han komme hid, jeg taler til dem, som er uden Vid:
17 Stolen waters are sweet, and the bread of secrecy is pleasant.
Stjaalen Drik er sød, lønligt Brød er lækkert!
