מִשְׁלֵי 9
| חׇכְמוֹת בָּנְתָה בֵיתָהּ חָצְבָה עַמּוּדֶיהָ שִׁבְעָֽה׃ | 1 |
Wisdom hath built herself a house, she hath hewn her out seven pillars.
| טָבְחָה טִבְחָהּ מָסְכָה יֵינָהּ אַף עָרְכָה שֻׁלְחָנָֽהּ׃ | 2 |
She hath slain her victims, mingled her wine, and set forth her table.
| שָׁלְחָה נַעֲרֹתֶיהָ תִקְרָא עַל־גַּפֵּי מְרֹמֵי קָֽרֶת׃ | 3 |
She hath sent her maids to invite to the tower, and to the walls of the city:
| מִי־פֶתִי יָסֻר הֵנָּה חֲסַר־לֵב אָמְרָה לּֽוֹ׃ | 4 |
Whosoever is a little one, let him come to me. And to the unwise she said:
| לְכוּ לַחֲמוּ בְֽלַחֲמִי וּשְׁתוּ בְּיַיִן מָסָֽכְתִּי׃ | 5 |
Come, eat my bread, and drink the wine which I have mingled for you.
| עִזְבוּ פְתָאיִם וִֽחְיוּ וְאִשְׁרוּ בְּדֶרֶךְ בִּינָֽה׃ | 6 |
Forsake childishness, and live, and walk by the ways of prudence.
| יֹסֵר ׀ לֵץ לֹקֵחַֽ לוֹ קָלוֹן וּמוֹכִיחַ לְרָשָׁע מוּמֽוֹ׃ | 7 |
He that teacheth a scorner, doth an injury to himself: and he that rebuketh a wicked man, getteth himself a blot.
| אַל־תּוֹכַח לֵץ פֶּן־יִשְׂנָאֶךָּ הוֹכַח לְחָכָם וְיֶאֱהָבֶֽךָּ׃ | 8 |
Rebuke not a scorner lest he hate thee. Rebuke a wise man, and he will love thee.
| תֵּן לְחָכָם וְיֶחְכַּם־עוֹד הוֹדַע לְצַדִּיק וְיוֹסֶף לֶֽקַח׃ | 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.
| תְּחִלַּת חׇכְמָה יִרְאַת יְהֹוָה וְדַעַת קְדֹשִׁים בִּינָֽה׃ | 10 |
The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom: and the knowledge of the holy is prudence.
| כִּי־בִי יִרְבּוּ יָמֶיךָ וְיוֹסִיפוּ לְּךָ שְׁנוֹת חַיִּֽים׃ | 11 |
For by me shall thy days be multiplied, and years of life shall be added to thee.
| אִם־חָכַמְתָּ חָכַמְתָּ לָּךְ וְלַצְתָּ לְֽבַדְּךָ תִשָּֽׂא׃ | 12 |
If thou be wise, thou shalt be so to thyself: and if a scorner, thou alone shalt bear the evil.
| אֵשֶׁת כְּסִילוּת הֹמִיָּה פְּתַיּוּת וּבַל־יָדְעָה מָּֽה׃ | 13 |
A foolish woman and clamorous, and full of allurements, and knowing nothing at all,
| וְֽיָשְׁבָה לְפֶתַח בֵּיתָהּ עַל־כִּסֵּא מְרֹמֵי קָֽרֶת׃ | 14 |
Sat at the door of her house, upon a seat, in a high place of the city,
| לִקְרֹא לְעֹֽבְרֵי־דָרֶךְ הַֽמְיַשְּׁרִים אֹֽרְחוֹתָֽם׃ | 15 |
To call them that pass by the way, and go on their journey:
| מִי־פֶתִי יָסֻר הֵנָּה וַחֲסַר־לֵב וְאָמְרָה לּֽוֹ׃ | 16 |
He that is a little one, let him turn to me. And to the fool she said:
| מַֽיִם־גְּנוּבִים יִמְתָּקוּ וְלֶחֶם סְתָרִים יִנְעָֽם׃ | 17 |
Stolen waters are sweeter, and hid den bread is more pleasant.
