Better to hear a rebuke of a wise man, Than for a man to hear a song of fools,
The righteous doth beat me in kindness. And doth reprove me, Oil of the head my head disalloweth not, For still my prayer is about their vexations.
Those sitting at the gate meditate concerning me, And those drinking strong drink, Play on instruments.
Whoso is despising the Word is destroyed for it, And whoso is fearing the Command is repayed.
Whoso is refusing instruction--poverty and shame, And whoso is observing reproof is honoured.
Rebuke cometh down on the intelligent More than a hundred stripes on a fool.
A ring of gold, and an ornament of pure gold, Is the wise reprover to an attentive ear.
Faithful are the wounds of a lover, And abundant the kisses of an enemy.
For a lamp is the command, And the law a light, And a way of life are reproofs of instruction,
Reprove not a scorner, lest he hate thee, Give reproof to the wise, and he loveth thee.
Words of the wise are as goads, and as fences planted by the masters of collections, they have been given by one shepherd.
The heart of the wise is in a house of mourning, And the heart of fools in a house of mirth.
The words of the wise in quiet are heard, More than the cry of a ruler over fools.
`As many as I love, I do convict and chasten; be zealous, then, and reform;