A labouring man hath laboured for himself, For his mouth hath caused `him' to bend over it.
In all labour there is advantage, And a thing of the lips `is' only to want.
There is a way right before a man, And its latter end -- ways of death.
A worthless man is preparing evil, And on his lips -- as a burning fire.
If thou hast been wise, thou hast been wise for thyself, And thou hast scorned -- thyself bearest `it'.
All the labour of man `is' for his mouth, and yet the soul is not filled.