Folly is bound up in the heart of a child, but the rod of discipline will drive it far away.
Who can bring what is pure from the impure? No one!
Surely I was sinful at birth, sinful from the time my mother conceived me.
Whoever spares the rod hates their children, but the one who loves their children is careful to discipline them.
Discipline your children, for in that there is hope; do not be a willing party to their death.
Blows and wounds scrub away evil, and beatings purge the inmost being.
A rod and a reprimand impart wisdom, but a child left undisciplined disgraces its mother.
Discipline your children, and they will give you peace; they will bring you the delights you desire.
Flesh gives birth to flesh, but the Spirit gives birth to spirit.
All of us also lived among them at one time, gratifying the cravings of our flesh and following its desires and thoughts. Like the rest, we were by nature deserving of wrath.