Proverbs 9
1 Wisdom hath built herself a house, she hath hewn her out seven pillars.
Visdommen bygged sig Hus, rejste sig støtter syv,
2 She hath slain her victims, mingled her wine, and set forth her table.
slagted sit Kvæg og blanded sin Vin, hun har også dækket sit Bord;
3 She hath sent her maids to invite to the tower, and to the walls of the city:
hun har sendt sine Terner ud, byder ind på Byens højeste Steder:
4 Whosoever is a little one, let him come to me. And to the unwise she said:
Hvo som er tankeløs, han komme hid, jeg taler til dem, som er uden Vid:
5 Come, eat my bread, and drink the wine which I have mingled for you.
Kom og smag mit Brød og drik den Vin, jeg har blandet!
6 Forsake childishness, and live, and walk by the ways of prudence.
Lad Tankeløshed fare, så skal I leve, skrid frem ad Forstandens Vej!
7 He that teacheth a scorner, doth an injury to himself: and he that rebuketh a wicked man, getteth himself a blot.
Tugter man en Spotter, henter man sig Hån; revser man en gudløs, høster man Skam;
8 Rebuke not a scorner lest he hate thee. Rebuke a wise man, and he will love thee.
revs ikke en Spotter, at han ikke skal hade dig, revs den vise, så elsker han dig;
9 Give an occasion to a wise man, and wisdom shall be added to him. Teach a just man, and he shall make haste 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 the knowledge of the holy is prudence.
HERRENs Frygt er Visdoms Grundlag, at kende den HELLIGE, det er Forstand.
11 For by me shall thy days be multiplied, and years of life shall be added to thee.
Thi mange bliver ved mig dine Dage, dine Livsårs Tal skal øges.
12 If thou be wise, thou shalt be so to thyself: and if a scorner, thou alone shalt bear the evil.
Er du viis, er det til Gavn for dig selv; spotter du, bærer du ene Følgen!
13 A foolish woman and clamorous, and full of allurements, and knowing nothing at all,
Dårskaben, hun slår sig løs og lokker og kender ikke til Skam;
14 Sat at the door of her house, upon a seat, in a high place of the city,
hun sidder ved sit Huses indgang, troner på Byens Høje
15 To call them that pass by the way, and go on their journey:
og byder dem ind, der kommer forbi, vandrende ad deres slagne Vej:
16 He that is a little one, let him turn to me. And to the fool she said:
Hvo som er tankeløs, han komme hid, jeg taler til dem, som er uden Vid:
17 Stolen waters are sweeter, and hid den bread is more pleasant.
Stjålen Drik er sød, lønligt Brød er lækkert!
