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A man"s gift maketh room for him, and bringeth him before great men.

The heart of the prudent getteth knowledge; and the ear of the wise seeketh knowledge.

The spirit of a man will sustain his infirmity; but a wounded spirit who can bear?

He that answereth a matter before he heareth it, it is folly and shame unto him.

Before destruction the heart of man is haughty, and before honour is humility.

The rich man"s wealth is his strong city, and as an high wall in his own conceit.

The name of the LORD is a strong tower: the righteous runneth into it, and is safe.

He also that is slothful in his work is brother to him that is a great waster.

The words of a talebearer are as wounds, and they go down into the innermost parts of the belly.

A fool"s mouth is his destruction, and his lips are the snare of his soul.

A fool"s lips enter into contention, and his mouth calleth for strokes.

It is not good to accept the person of the wicked, to overthrow the righteous in judgment.

The words of a man"s mouth are as deep waters, and the wellspring of wisdom as a flowing brook.

When the wicked cometh, then cometh also contempt, and with ignominy reproach.

A fool hath no delight in understanding, but that his heart may discover itself.

Through desire a man, having separated himself, seeketh and intermeddleth with all wisdom.

Great deliverance giveth he to his king; and sheweth mercy to his anointed, to David, and to his seed for evermore.

Therefore will I give thanks unto thee, O LORD, among the heathen, and sing praises unto thy name.

He delivereth me from mine enemies: yea, thou liftest me up above those that rise up against me: thou hast delivered me from the violent man.

It is God that avengeth me, and subdueth the people under me.

The LORD liveth; and blessed be my rock; and let the God of my salvation be exalted.

The strangers shall fade away, and be afraid out of their close places.

As soon as they hear of me, they shall obey me: the strangers shall submit themselves unto me.

Thou hast delivered me from the strivings of the people; and thou hast made me the head of the heathen: a people whom I have not known shall serve me.

Then did I beat them small as the dust before the wind: I did cast them out as the dirt in the streets.

They cried, but there was none to save them: even unto the LORD, but he answered them not.

Thou hast also given me the necks of mine enemies; that I might destroy them that hate me.

For thou hast girded me with strength unto the battle: thou hast subdued under me those that rose up against me.

I have wounded them that they were not able to rise: they are fallen under my feet.

I have pursued mine enemies, and overtaken them: neither did I turn again till they were consumed.