Reproof enters deeper into a wise man Than a hundred blows on a fool.
Let the righteous one smite me Or reprove me in kindness – It is oil on my head. Let my head not refuse it. My prayer is still against their evil deeds.
A wise son accepts his father’s discipline, But a scoffer shall not listen to rebuke.
A fool despises his father’s discipline, But he who heeds reproof is clever.
An evil one seeks only rebellion, So a cruel messenger is sent against him.
He who covers a transgression seeks love, But he who repeats a matter separates intimate friends.
Beat a scoffer, and the simple is made wise; And reprove one who has understanding, And he discerns knowledge.
Even if you pound a fool in a mortar with a pestle Along with crushed grain, His folly shall not leave him.
A servant is not disciplined by words; Though he understands, he does not respond.
“As many as I love, I reprove and discipline. So be ardent and repent.