She lays her hands to the spindle, and her hands hold the distaff.
Let it whirl about the head of Joab, and on all his father's house. And let there not fail from the house of Joab one who has an issue, or who is a leper, or who leans on a staff, or who falls on the sword, or who lacks bread.
She sees that her merchandise is good; her lamp does not go out by night.
She stretches out her hand to the poor; yea, she reaches forth her hands to the needy.