מִשְׁלֵי 9
| חׇכְמוֹת בָּנְתָה בֵיתָהּ חָצְבָה עַמּוּדֶיהָ שִׁבְעָֽה׃ | 1 |
Wisdom hath builded her house, She hath hewn out her pillars — seven.
| טָבְחָה טִבְחָהּ מָסְכָה יֵינָהּ אַף עָרְכָה שֻׁלְחָנָֽהּ׃ | 2 |
She hath slaughtered her slaughter, She hath mingled her wine, Yea, she hath arranged her table.
| שָׁלְחָה נַעֲרֹתֶיהָ תִקְרָא עַל־גַּפֵּי מְרֹמֵי קָֽרֶת׃ | 3 |
She hath sent forth her damsels, She crieth on the tops of the high places of the city:
| מִי־פֶתִי יָסֻר הֵנָּה חֲסַר־לֵב אָמְרָה לּֽוֹ׃ | 4 |
'Who [is] simple? let him turn aside hither.' Whoso lacketh heart: she hath said to him,
| לְכוּ לַחֲמוּ בְֽלַחֲמִי וּשְׁתוּ בְּיַיִן מָסָֽכְתִּי׃ | 5 |
'Come, eat of my bread, And drink of the wine I have mingled.
| עִזְבוּ פְתָאיִם וִֽחְיוּ וְאִשְׁרוּ בְּדֶרֶךְ בִּינָֽה׃ | 6 |
Forsake ye, the simple, and live, And be happy in the way of understanding.
| יֹסֵר ׀ לֵץ לֹקֵחַֽ לוֹ קָלוֹן וּמוֹכִיחַ לְרָשָׁע מוּמֽוֹ׃ | 7 |
The instructor of a scorner Is receiving for it — shame, And a reprover of the wicked — his blemish.
| אַל־תּוֹכַח לֵץ פֶּן־יִשְׂנָאֶךָּ הוֹכַח לְחָכָם וְיֶאֱהָבֶֽךָּ׃ | 8 |
Reprove not a scorner, lest he hate thee, Give reproof to the wise, and he loveth thee.
| תֵּן לְחָכָם וְיֶחְכַּם־עוֹד הוֹדַע לְצַדִּיק וְיוֹסֶף לֶֽקַח׃ | 9 |
Give to the wise, and he is wiser still, Make known to the righteous, And he increaseth learning.
| תְּחִלַּת חׇכְמָה יִרְאַת יְהֹוָה וְדַעַת קְדֹשִׁים בִּינָֽה׃ | 10 |
The commencement of wisdom [is] the fear of Jehovah, And a knowledge of the Holy Ones [is] understanding.
| כִּי־בִי יִרְבּוּ יָמֶיךָ וְיוֹסִיפוּ לְּךָ שְׁנוֹת חַיִּֽים׃ | 11 |
For by me do thy days multiply, And added to thee are years of life.
| אִם־חָכַמְתָּ חָכַמְתָּ לָּךְ וְלַצְתָּ לְֽבַדְּךָ תִשָּֽׂא׃ | 12 |
If thou hast been wise, thou hast been wise for thyself, And thou hast scorned — thyself bearest [it].
| אֵשֶׁת כְּסִילוּת הֹמִיָּה פְּתַיּוּת וּבַל־יָדְעָה מָּֽה׃ | 13 |
A foolish woman [is] noisy, Simple, and hath not known what.
| וְֽיָשְׁבָה לְפֶתַח בֵּיתָהּ עַל־כִּסֵּא מְרֹמֵי קָֽרֶת׃ | 14 |
And she hath sat at the opening of her house, On a throne — the high places of the city,
| לִקְרֹא לְעֹֽבְרֵי־דָרֶךְ הַֽמְיַשְּׁרִים אֹֽרְחוֹתָֽם׃ | 15 |
To call to those passing by the way, Who are going straight [on] their paths.
| מִי־פֶתִי יָסֻר הֵנָּה וַחֲסַר־לֵב וְאָמְרָה לּֽוֹ׃ | 16 |
'Who [is] simple? let him turn aside hither.' And whoso lacketh heart — she said to him,
| מַֽיִם־גְּנוּבִים יִמְתָּקוּ וְלֶחֶם סְתָרִים יִנְעָֽם׃ | 17 |
'Stolen waters are sweet, And hidden bread is pleasant.'
