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 killed her cattle; she hath mingled her wine; she hath also set in order her table.
slagted sit Kvæg og blanded sin Vin, hun har også dækket sit Bord;
3 She hath sent forth her maidens: she inviteth [her guests] upon the top of the highest places of the town.
hun har sendt sine Terner ud, byder ind på Byens højeste Steder:
4 Whoso is simple, let him turn in hither: as for him that is void of sense, she saith to him,
Hvo som er tankeløs, han komme hid, jeg taler til dem, som er uden Vid:
5 “Come, eat of my bread, and drink of the wine which I have mingled.
Kom og smag mit Brød og drik den Vin, jeg har blandet!
6 Forsake simplicity, and live; and go onward on the way of understanding.
Lad Tankeløshed fare, så skal I leve, skrid frem ad Forstandens Vej!
7 He that correcteth a scorner acquireth for himself abuse; and he that reproveth the wicked getteth himself a blemish.
Tugter man en Spotter, henter man sig Hån; revser man en gudløs, høster man Skam;
8 Do not correct 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, så elsker han dig;
9 Give to the wise [instruction], and he will become yet wiser: impart knowledge to the righteous, and he will increase his information.
giv til den vise, så bliver han visere, lær den retfærdige, så øges hans Viden.
10 The commencement of wisdom is the fear of the Lord; and the knowledge of the Most Holy One is understanding.
HERRENs Frygt er Visdoms Grundlag, at kende den HELLIGE, det er Forstand.
11 For through me shall thy days be multiplied, and the years of thy life shall be increased unto thee.
Thi mange bliver ved mig dine Dage, dine Livsårs Tal skal øges.
12 If thou art become wise, thou art wise for thyself; but if thou art a scorner, thou alone wilt have to bear it.”
Er du viis, er det til Gavn for dig selv; spotter du, bærer du ene Følgen!
13 The woman of folly is noisy: she is simple, and knoweth not what [to do].
Dårskaben, hun slår sig løs og lokker og kender ikke til Skam;
14 And she sitteth at the door of her house, upon a chair in the high places of the town.
hun sidder ved sit Huses indgang, troner på Byens Høje
15 To call the wayfarers who go straight forward on their paths.
og byder dem ind, der kommer forbi, vandrende ad deres slagne Vej:
16 Whoso is simple, let him turn in hither; and as for him that is void of sense, she saith to him,
Hvo som er tankeløs, han komme hid, jeg taler til dem, som er uden Vid:
17 “Stolen waters are sweet, and bread of secrecy is pleasant.”
Stjålen Drik er sød, lønligt Brød er lækkert!
