Proverbs 7:4

Young's Literal Translation 1862

Say to wisdom, `My sister Thou `art'.' And cry to understanding, `Kinswoman!'

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To corruption I have called: -- `Thou `art' my father.' `My mother' and `my sister' -- to the worm.

Bind them on thy fingers, Write them on the tablet of thy heart.

To preserve thee from a strange woman, From a stranger who hath made smooth her sayings.

Who doth make thee as a brother to me, Sucking the breasts of my mother? I find thee without, I kiss thee, Yea, they do not despise me,