My son, if you have become surety to your neighbor,
given your hand in pledge to another,
You have been snared by the utterance of your lips,
caught by the words of your mouth;
So do this, my son, to free yourself,
since you have fallen into your neighbor’s power:
Go, hurry, rouse your neighbor!
Give no sleep to your eyes,
nor slumber to your eyelids;
Free yourself like a gazelle from the hunter,
or like a bird from the hand of the fowler.
Go to the ant, O sluggard,
study her ways and learn wisdom;
For though she has no chief,
no commander or ruler,
She procures her food in the summer,
stores up her provisions in the harvest.
How long, O sluggard, will you lie there?
when will you rise from your sleep?
A little sleep, a little slumber,
a little folding of the arms to rest—
Then poverty will come upon you like a robber,
and want like a brigand.
Scoundrels, villains, are they
who deal in crooked talk.
Shifty of eye,
feet ever moving,
pointing with fingers,
They have perversity in their hearts,
always plotting evil,
sowing discord.
Therefore their doom comes suddenly;
in an instant they are crushed beyond cure.
There are six things the LORD hates,
yes, seven are an abomination to him;
Haughty eyes, a lying tongue,
hands that shed innocent blood,
A heart that plots wicked schemes,
feet that are quick to run to evil,
The false witness who utters lies,
and the one who sows discord among kindred.
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