Saturday, 20 April 2024 - Beata Chiara Bosatta ( Letture di oggi)

Proverbs 23


1When you sit down to dine with a ruler, keep in mind who is before you;2And put a knife to your throat if you have a ravenous appetite.3Do not desire his delicacies; they are deceitful food.4Toil not to gain wealth, cease to be concerned about it;5While your glance flits to it, it is gone! for assuredly it grows wings, like the eagle that flies toward heaven.6Do not take food with a grudging man, and do not desire his dainties;7For in his greed he is like a storm. "Eat and drink," he says to you, though his heart is not with you;8The little you have eaten you will vomit up, and you will have wasted your agreeable words.9Speak not for the fool's hearing; he will despise the wisdom of your words.10Remove not the ancient landmark, nor invade the fields of orphans;11For their redeemer is strong; he will defend their cause against you.12Apply your heart to instruction, and your ears to words of knowledge.13Withhold not chastisement from a boy; if you beat him with the rod, he will not die.14Beat him with the rod, and you will save him from the nether world.15My son, if your heart be wise, my own heart also will rejoice;16And my inmost being will exult, when your lips speak what is right.17Let not your heart emulate sinners, but be zealous for the fear of the LORD always;18For you will surely have a future, and your hope will not be cut off.19Hear, my son, and be wise, and guide your heart in the right way.20Consort not with winebibbers, nor with those who eat meat to excess;21For the drunkard and the glutton come to poverty, and torpor clothes a man in rags.22Listen to your father who begot you, and despise not your mother when she is old.23Get the truth, and sell it not-- wisdom, instruction and understanding.24The father of a just man will exult with glee; he who begets a wise son will have joy in him.25Let your father and mother have joy; let her who bore you exult.26My son, give me your heart, and let your eyes keep to my ways.27For the harlot is a deep ditch, and the adulteress a narrow pit;28Yes, she lies in wait like a robber, and increases the faithless among men.29Who scream? Who shriek? Who have strife? Who have anxiety? Who have wounds for nothing? Who have black eyes?30Those who linger long over wine, those who engage in trials of blended wine.31Look not on the wine when it is red, when it sparkles in the glass. It goes down smoothly;32but in the end it bites like a serpent, or like a poisonous adder.33Your eyes behold strange sights, and your heart utters disordered thoughts;34You are like one now lying in the depths of the sea, now sprawled at the top of the mast.35"They struck me, but it pained me not; They beat me, but I felt it not; When shall I awake to seek wine once again?"