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A wise son 
makes his father rejoice 
A stupid son 
Is the grief of his mother('s voice) 

The treasures of the wicked 
Will be of no benefit 
But righteousness itself 
Will deliver from the pit (death) 

The one slacking off at work 
Will be short on funds 
But the hand of the diligent 
Can make one tons (rich) 

What makes one rich? 
Jehovah Gods blessing 
To it he adds no pain. 
Which God are you confessing? 

There exists one speaking thoughtlessly 
As with the stab of swords 
But the tongue of the wise 
Is a healing that rewards 

Better is a plate of lettuce 
With love in the room 
Than the best filet of meat 
Along with hate and gloom 

A calm heart 
Is the life of our soul 
But jealousy is rottenous 
To our bones and takes a toll