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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.
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If thou hast gathered nothing in thy youth, how canst thou find any thing in thine age?
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O how comely a thing is judgment for gray hairs, and for ancient men to know counsel!
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O how comely is the wisdom of old men, and understanding and counsel to men of honour.
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Much experience is the crown of old men, and the fear of God is their glory.
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There be nine things which I have judged in mine heart to be happy, and the tenth I will utter with my tongue: A man that hath joy of his children; and he that liveth to see the fall of his enemy:
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Well is him that dwelleth with a wife of understanding, and that hath not slipped with his tongue, and that hath not served a man more unworthy than himself:
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Well is him that hath found prudence, and he that speaketh in the ears of them that will hear:
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O how great is he that findeth wisdom! yet is there none above him that feareth the Lord.
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But the love of the Lord passeth all things for illumination: he that holdeth it, whereto shall he be likened?
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The fear of the Lord is the beginning of his love: and faith is the beginning of cleaving unto him.