Hast been snared with sayings of thy mouth, Hast been captured with sayings of thy mouth,
In transgression of the lips `is' the snare of the wicked, And the righteous goeth out from distress.
The mouth of a fool `is' ruin to him, And his lips `are' the snare of his soul.
My son! if thou hast been surety for thy friend, Hast stricken for a stranger thy hand,
Do this now, my son, and be delivered, For thou hast come into the hand of thy friend. Go, trample on thyself, and strengthen thy friend,
`The graven images of their gods ye do burn with fire; thou dost not desire the silver and gold on them, nor hast thou taken `it' to thyself, lest thou be snared by it, for the abomination of Jehovah thy God it `is';