Folly is bound up in the heart of a child; The rod of discipline drives it far from him.
Who brings the clean out of the unclean? No one!
See, I was brought forth in crookedness, And in sin my mother conceived me.
He who spares his rod hates his son, But he who loves him, seeks him with discipline.
Discipline your son because there is expectation, And do not set your being on his destruction.
The blows that wound cleanse away evil, And strokes the inner parts of the heart.
A rod and reproof give wisdom, But a child unrestrained brings shame to his mother.
Discipline your son, And he brings you rest and delight to your life.
“That which has been born of the flesh is flesh, and that which has been born of the Spirit is spirit.
among whom also we all once lived in the lusts of our flesh, doing the desires of the flesh and of the mind, and were by nature children of wrath, as also the rest.