Ilu 9
1 Amamihe ewuola ụlọ ukwu ya nʼelu ogidi asaa.
Wisdom hath built her house, she hath hewn out her seven pillars;
2 O doziela oriri ya nʼusoro, o gbuola anụ ya, gwaakwa mmanya.
she hath slaughtered her cattle, she hath mingled her wine, she hath also prepared her table;
3 O zipụkwala ndị ozi ya ka ha gaa kpọọ mmadụ niile, site nʼebe dị elu nke obodo ka ha nọ na-akpọ oku na-asị,
she hath sent forth her maidens: she crieth upon the summits of the high places of the city,
4 “Bịanụ nʼụlọ m, unu ndị niile na-enweghị uche” Ma nye ndị amamihe kọrọ, ọ na-asị,
Whoso is simple, let him turn in hither. To him that is void of understanding, she saith,
5 “Bịanụ, rie nri m, ṅụọkwa mmanya m gwakọtara.
Come, eat ye of my bread, and drink of the wine that I have mingled.
6 Hapụnụ ụzọ enweghị uche unu, ka unu were dị ndụ; gbasokwanụ ụzọ mmụọ ịghọta ihe.”
Forsake follies and live, and go in the way of intelligence.
7 Onye ọbụla na-adọ onye na-akwa emo aka na ntị na-ewetara onwe ya nlelị; onye na-abara mmadụ ọjọọ mba na-enweta nkọcha.
He that instructeth a scorner getteth to himself shame; and he that reproveth a wicked [man] [getteth] to himself a blot.
8 Abarala ndị na-akwa emo mba, ma ọ bụghị ya, ha ga-akpọ gị asị; baara ndị maara ihe mba, ha ga-ahụ gị nʼanya.
Reprove not a scorner, lest he hate thee; reprove a wise [man], and he will love thee.
9 Kuziere onye maara ihe ihe o kwesiri ịmụta, ọ ga-ama ihe karịa, kuziere onye ziri ezi ihe ọ ga-atụkwasị ihe ọ mụtara nʼamamihe ya.
Impart to a wise [man], and he will become yet wiser; teach a righteous [man], and he will increase learning.
10 Nʼihi na ịtụ egwu Onyenwe anyị bụ mmalite amamihe, inwe ihe ọmụma banyere onye Nsọ ahụ bụkwa nghọta.
The fear of Jehovah is the beginning of wisdom; and the knowledge of the Holy is intelligence.
11 Nʼihi na ọ bụ site na amamihe, ka ụbọchị gị ga-adị ogologo. A ga-etinyekwara gị ọtụtụ afọ na ndụ gị.
For by me thy days shall be multiplied, and years of life shall be added to thee.
12 Ị bụrụ onye nwere amamihe, amamihe gị ga-abara gị uru, ma ị bụrụ onye na-akwa emo, naanị gị ga-ata ahụhụ ya.
If thou art wise, thou shalt be wise for thyself; and if thou scornest, thou alone shalt bear it.
13 Nwanyị dị nzuzu na-eme mkpọtụ, o nweghị uche; ihere adịghịkwa eme ya.
The foolish woman is clamorous; she is stupid, and knoweth nothing.
14 Ọ na-anọ ọdụ nʼọnụ ụzọ ụlọ ya, nʼelu oche nʼebe dịkarịsịrị elu nʼobodo,
And she sitteth at the entry of her house, on a seat in the high places of the city,
15 na-akpọ ndị na-aga nʼụzọ oku, bụ ndị na-aga mkpa ha,
to call passers-by who go right on their ways:
16 “Ka ndị niile amamihe kọrọ bịa nʼụlọ m.” Ọ na-asịkwa ndị na-enweghị uche,
Whoso is simple, let him turn in hither. And to him that is void of understanding she saith,
17 “Mmiri e zutere nʼohi na-atọ ụtọ, nri e riri na nzuzo na-atọkarịkwa nʼụtọ.”
Stolen waters are sweet, and the bread of secrecy is pleasant.
