מִשְׁלֵי 9
| חָכְמוֹת בָּנְתָה בֵיתָהּ חָצְבָה עַמּוּדֶיהָ שִׁבְעָֽה׃ | 1 |
Wisdom has built her house, She has hewn out her pillars—seven.
| טָבְחָה טִבְחָהּ מָסְכָה יֵינָהּ אַף עָֽרְכָה שֻׁלְחָנָֽהּ׃ | 2 |
She has slaughtered her slaughter, She has mingled her wine, Indeed, she has arranged her table.
| שָֽׁלְחָה נַעֲרֹתֶיהָ תִקְרָא עַל־גַּפֵּי מְרֹמֵי קָֽרֶת׃ | 3 |
She has sent forth her girls, She cries 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 here.” Whoever lacks heart: she has 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 the simple and live, And be blessed 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 |
Do not reprove a scorner, lest he hate you, Give reproof to the wise, and he loves you.
| 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 increases learning.
| תְּחִלַּת חָכְמָה יִרְאַת יְהוָה וְדַעַת קְדֹשִׁים בִּינָֽה׃ | 10 |
The commencement of wisdom [is] the fear of YHWH, And a knowledge of the Holy Ones [is] understanding.
| כִּי־בִי יִרְבּוּ יָמֶיךָ וְיוֹסִיפוּ לְּךָ שְׁנוֹת חַיִּֽים׃ | 11 |
For by me your days multiply, And years of life are added to you.
| אִם־חָכַמְתָּ חָכַמְתָּ לָּךְ וְלַצְתָּ לְֽבַדְּךָ תִשָּֽׂא׃ | 12 |
If you have been wise, you have been wise for yourself, And you have scorned—you bear [it] alone.
| אֵשֶׁת כְּסִילוּת הֹֽמִיָּה פְּתַיּוּת וּבַל־יָדְעָה מָּֽה׃ | 13 |
A foolish woman [is] noisy, Simple, and has not known what.
| וְֽיָשְׁבָה לְפֶתַח בֵּיתָהּ עַל־כִּסֵּא מְרֹמֵי קָֽרֶת׃ | 14 |
And she has 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 here.” And whoever lacks heart—she said to him,
| מַֽיִם־גְּנוּבִים יִמְתָּקוּ וְלֶחֶם סְתָרִים יִנְעָֽם׃ | 17 |
“Stolen waters are sweet, And hidden bread is pleasant.”
