1 My son, if thou becamest surety for thy friend, thou didst strike thy hands for a stranger;

2 Thou wert snared with the sayings of thy mouth, thou wert taken with the sayings of thy mouth.

3 Do this now, my son, and deliver thyself when thou camest into the hand of thy friend; go humble thyself and enlarge thy friend.

4 Thou shalt not give sleep to thine eyes, and slumber to thine eyelashes.

5 Deliver thyself as the roe from the hand, and as the bird from the hand of the fowler.

6 Go to the ant, thou slothful one; see her ways, and be wise:

7 Which no leader to her, scribe and ruler;

8 She will prepare in summer her bread, gathering her food in harvest.

Proverbs 6:1-8, Smith's Literal Translation. Public domain.
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