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Proverbs 10:13

The Message

You’ll find wisdom on the lips of a person of insight, but the shortsighted needs a slap in the face.

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18 Cross References  

“Don’t be ornery like a horse or mule that needs bit and bridle to stay on track.”

Righteous chews on wisdom like a dog on a bone, rolls virtue around on his tongue. His heart pumps God’s Word like blood through his veins; his feet are as sure as a cat’s.

God said to Moses: “Stretch your hand over Egypt and signal the locusts to cover the land of Egypt, devouring every blade of grass in the country, everything that the hail didn’t get.”

The talk of a good person is rich fare for many, but chatterboxes die of an empty heart.

A good person’s mouth is a clear fountain of wisdom; a foul mouth is a stagnant swamp.

Congenial conversation—what a pleasure! The right word at the right time—beautiful!

Perceptive words spread knowledge; fools are hollow—there’s nothing to them.

A wise person gets known for insight; gracious words add to one’s reputation.

A quiet rebuke to a person of good sense does more than a whack on the head of a fool.

The irreverent have to learn reverence the hard way; only a slap in the face brings fools to attention.

Drinking from the beautiful chalice of knowledge is better than adorning oneself with gold and rare gems.

A whip for the racehorse, a tiller for the sailboat— and a stick for the back of fools!

Pound on a fool all you like— you can’t pound out foolishness.

The Master, God, has given me a well-taught tongue, So I know how to encourage tired people. He wakes me up in the morning, Wakes me up, opens my ears to listen as one ready to take orders. The Master, God, opened my ears, and I didn’t go back to sleep, didn’t pull the covers back over my head. I followed orders, stood there and took it while they beat me, held steady while they pulled out my beard, Didn’t dodge their insults, faced them as they spit in my face. And the Master, God, stays right there and helps me, so I’m not disgraced. Therefore I set my face like flint, confident that I’ll never regret this. My champion is right here. Let’s take our stand together! Who dares bring suit against me? Let him try! Look! the Master, God, is right here. Who would dare call me guilty? Look! My accusers are a clothes bin of threadbare socks and shirts, fodder for moths! * * *

All who were there, watching and listening, were surprised at how well he spoke. But they also said, “Isn’t this Joseph’s son, the one we’ve known since he was just a kid?”




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