Geneva1599 - Ecclesiastes - 10

10:1  Dead flies cause to stinke, and putrifie the ointment of the apoticarie: so doeth a litle follie him that is in estimation for wisedome, and for glorie.

10:2  The heart of a wise man is at his right hand: but the heart of a foole is at his left hand.

10:3  And also when the foole goeth by the way, his heart faileth, and he telleth vnto all that he is a foole.

10:4  If the spirite of him that ruleth, rise vp against thee, leaue not thy place: for gentlenes pacifieth great sinnes.

10:5  There is an euil that I haue seene vnder the sunne, as an errour that proceedeth from the face of him that ruleth.

10:6  Follie is set in great excellencie, and the riche set in the lowe place.

10:7  I haue seene seruants on horses, and princes walking as seruants on the ground.

10:8  He that diggeth a pit, shall fal into it, and he that breaketh the hedge, a serpent shall bite him.

10:9  He that remooueth stones, shall hurt himselfe thereby, and hee that cutteth wood, shall be in danger thereby.

10:10  If the yron be blunt, and one hath not whet the edge, he must then put to more strength: but the excellencie to direct a thing is wisedome.

10:11  If the serpent bite, when he is not charmed: no better is a babbler.

10:12  The words of ye mouth of a wise man haue grace: but the lippes of a foole deuoure himselfe.

10:13  The beginning of the wordes of his mouth is foolishnesse, and the latter ende of his mouth is wicked madnesse.

10:14  For the foole multiplieth woordes, saying, Man knoweth not what shall be: and who can tell him what shall be after him?

10:15  The labour of the foolish doeth wearie him: for he knoweth not to goe into the citie.

10:16  Woe to thee, O lande, when thy King is a childe, and thy princes eate in the morning.

10:17  Blessed art thou, O land, when thy King is the sonne of nobles, and thy princes eate in time, for strength and not for drunkennesse.

10:18  By slouthfulnes the roofe of the house goeth to decaie, and by the ydlenesse of the handes the house droppeth through.

10:19  They prepare bread for laughter, and wine comforteth the liuing, but siluer answereth to all.

10:20  Curse not the King, no not in thy thought, neither curse the rich in thy bed chamber: for the foule of the heauen shall carie the voice, and that which hath wings, shall declare the matter.