2
Three sorts of men my soul hateth, and I am greatly offended at their life: a poor man that is proud, a rich man that is a liar, and an old adulterer that doateth.
3
If thou hast gathered nothing in thy youth, how canst thou find any thing in thine age?
4
O how comely a thing is judgment for gray hairs, and for ancient men to know counsel!
5
O how comely is the wisdom of old men, and understanding and counsel to men of honour.
6
Much experience is the crown of old men, and the fear of God is their glory.