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Where no oxen are, the crib is clean: but much increase is by the strength of the ox.

In the mouth of the foolish is a rod of pride: but the lips of the wise shall preserve them.

He that walketh in his uprightness feareth the LORD: but he that is perverse in his ways despiseth him.

Every wise woman buildeth her house: but the foolish plucketh it down with her hands.

Oh that the salvation of Israel were come out of Zion! when the LORD bringeth back the captivity of his people, Jacob shall rejoice, and Israel shall be glad.

Ye have shamed the counsel of the poor, because the LORD is his refuge.

There were they in great fear: for God is in the generation of the righteous.

Have all the workers of iniquity no knowledge? who eat up my people as they eat bread, and call not upon the LORD.

They are all gone aside, they are all together become filthy: there is none that doeth good, no, not one.

The LORD looked down from heaven upon the children of men, to see if there were any that did understand, and seek God.

The fool hath said in his heart, There is no God. They are corrupt, they have done abominable works, there is none that doeth good.

But his flesh upon him shall have pain, and his soul within him shall mourn.

His sons come to honour, and he knoweth it not; and they are brought low, but he perceiveth it not of them.

Thou prevailest for ever against him, and he passeth: thou changest his countenance, and sendest him away.

The waters wear the stones: thou washest away the things which grow out of the dust of the earth; and thou destroyest the hope of man.

And surely the mountains falling cometh to nought, and the rock is removed out of his place.

My transgression is sealed up in a bag, and thou sewest up mine iniquity.

For now thou numberest my steps: dost thou not watch over my sin?

Thou shalt call, and I will answer thee: thou wilt have a desire to the work of thine hands.

If a man die, shall he live again? all the days of my appointed time will I wait, till my change come.

O that thou wouldest hide me in the grave, that thou wouldest keep me secret, until thy wrath be past, that thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me!

So man lieth down, and riseth not: till the heavens be no more, they shall not awake, nor be raised out of their sleep.

As the waters fail from the sea, and the flood decayeth and drieth up:

But man dieth, and wasteth away: yea, man giveth up the ghost, and where is he?

Yet through the scent of water it will bud, and bring forth boughs like a plant.

Though the root thereof wax old in the earth, and the stock thereof die in the ground;

For there is hope of a tree, if it be cut down, that it will sprout again, and that the tender branch thereof will not cease.

Turn from him, that he may rest, till he shall accomplish, as an hireling, his day.

Seeing his days are determined, the number of his months are with thee, thou hast appointed his bounds that he cannot pass;

Who can bring a clean thing out of an unclean? not one.