She layeth her hands to the spindle, And her hands hold the distaff.
let it rest on the head of Joab, and on all his father's house; and let there not fail from the house of Joab one that hath an issue, or that is a leper, or that leaneth on a staff, or that falleth on the sword, or that lacketh bread.
She perceiveth that her merchandise is good: Her candle goeth not out by night.
She stretcheth out her hand to the poor; Yea, she reacheth forth her hands to the needy.