A virtuous woman `is' a crown to her husband, And as rottenness in his bones `is' one causing shame.
A ring of gold in the nose of a sow -- A fair woman and stubborn of behaviour.
The thoughts of the righteous `are' justice, The counsels of the wicked -- deceit.
Every wise woman hath builded her house, And the foolish with her hands breaketh it down.
A healed heart `is' life to the flesh, And rottenness to the bones `is' envy.
`Whoso' hath found a wife hath found good, And bringeth out good-will from Jehovah.
Better to dwell in a wilderness land, Than `with' a woman of contentions and anger.
Better to sit on a corner of the roof, Than `with' a woman of contentions and a house of company.
For a hated one when she ruleth, And a maid-servant when she succeedeth her mistress.
`Many `are' the daughters who have done worthily, Thou hast gone up above them all.'
I have heard, and my belly trembleth, At the noise have my lips quivered, Rottenness doth come into my bones, And in my place I do tremble, That I rest for a day of distress, At the coming up of the people, he overcometh it.
but neither `is' a man apart from a woman, nor a woman apart from a man, in the Lord,
for a man, indeed, ought not to cover the head, being the image and glory of God, and a woman is the glory of a man,
And now, my daughter, fear not, all that thou sayest I do to thee, for all the gate of my people doth know that thou `art' a virtuous woman.