Vímeť pak, že milujícím Boha všecky věci napomáhají k dobrému, totiž těm, kteříž podle uložení jeho povoláni jsou.
Where no wood is there the fire
There the fire goeth out
So where there is no talebearer the strife ceases
Faithful are the wounds of a friend
But kisses of an enemy are deceitful
He that hath no rule over his own spirit
Is like a city that is broken down without walls
Wrath is cruel and anger is outrageous
Oh but who is able to stand before envy
Favor is deceitful and beauty is vain
But a woman that feareth the Lord shall be praised