Proverbs 31:17
She gyrdeth hir loynes with strength, and courageth hir armes.
She gyrdeth hir loynes with strength, and courageth hir armes.
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10Who so fyndeth an honest faithful woma, she is moch more worth the perles.
11The herte of hir husbande maye safely trust in her, so that he shal haue no nede of spoyles.
12She wil do him good & not euel all ye dayes of hir life.
13She occupieth woll & flax, & laboureth gladly wt hir handes.
14She is like a marchauntes shippe, that bryngeth hir vytayles from farre.
15She is vp in ye night season, to prouyde meate for hir housholde, & foode for hir maydens.
16She considreth lode, & byeth it, and wt the frute of hir handes she planteth a vynyarde.
18And yf she perceaue that hir houswifrie doth good, hir candle goeth not out by night.
19She layeth hir fyngers to the spyndle, & hir hande taketh holde of ye rocke.
20She openeth hir hande to ye poore, yee she stretcheth forth hir hades to soch as haue nede.
21She feareth not yt the colde of wynter shal hurte hir house, for all hir housholde folkes are duble clothed.
22She maketh hir self fayre ornametes, hir clothige is whyte sylke & purple.
23Hir hu?bade is moch set by in ye gates, whe he sytteth amonge ye rulers of ye londe.
24She maketh cloth of sylke & selleth it, and delyuereth a gyrdle vnto ye marchaut.
25Stregth and honoure is hir clothinge, & in the latter daye she shal reioyse.
26She openeth hir mouth with wy?dome, & in hir toge is the lawe of grace.
27She loketh wel to the wayes of hir housholde, & eateth not hir bred with ydilnes.
28Hir children arise & call hir blessed, & hir hu?bande maketh moch of her.
29Many daughters there be yt gather riches together, but thou goest aboue the all.
30As for fauor, it is disceatfull, and beutie is a vayne thinge: but a woman that feareth the LORDE, she is worthy to be praysed.
31Geue her of the frute of hir handes, and let hir owne workes prayse her in the gates.
15Wy?dome is more worth the precious stones, & all ye thinges yt thou canst desyre, are not to be compared vnto her.
16Vpon hir right hande is longe life, & vpon hir left hande is riches & honor.
17Hir wayes are pleasaunt wayes, and all hir pathes are peaceable.
18She is a tre of life to them that laye holde vpon her, and blessed are they that kepe her fast.
16A gracious woma manteyneth honestie, as for the mightie, they manteyne ryches.
1A wyse woma vpholdeth hir house, but a foolish wife plucketh it downe.
8Make moch of her, and she shal promote the: Yee yf thou embracest her, she shal brynge the vnto honoure.
9She shal make the a gracious heade, and garnish the with ye crowne of glory.
8yet in the sommer she prouideth hir meate, & gathereth hir foode together i ye haruest.
11Yf two men stryue together, and the wyfe of one renne to, to delyuer hir husbande from the hande of him that smyteth him, & put forth hir hande, and take him by the secretes,
11(a disceatfull, waton & an vnstedfast woma: whose fete coude not abyde in ye house,
12now is she without, now i ye stretes, & lurketh i euery corner)
4A stedfast woman is a crowne vnto hir hu?bonde: but she that behaueth herself vnhonestly, is a corrupcion in his bones.
20whose sydes thanked me not, because he was warmed wt ye woll of my shepe?
16So harde is he vnto his yong ones, as though they were not his, and laboureth in vayne without eny feare.
32It is God that hath gyrded me with stregth and made my waye vncorrupte.
4The bowe of the mightie is broken, and the weake are gyrded aboute with strength.
16He that refrayneth her, refrayneth the wynde, and holdeth oyle fast in his hode.
26She toke holde of the nale wt hir hande, & the smyth hammer with hir righte hande, and smote Sissera, cut of his heade & pearsed and bored thorow his temples.
5A wyse ma is stroge, yee a ma of vnderstodinge is better, the he yt is mightie of stregth.
3geue not ouer thy substaunce & mynde vnto women, which are the destruccio eue of kynges.
22How longe wilt thou go astraie, o thou shrekinge doughter? For the LORDE will worke a new thynge vpon earth: A woman shall compasse a man.
14sytteth in the dores of hir house vpo a stole aboue in the cite,
3Thou art the fayrest amonge the children of me, full of grace are thy lippes, therfore God blesseth the for euer.
26For many one hath she wouded and cast downe, yee many a stronge ma hath she slayne.
2Then I got me a brech, acordinge to the commaundemet of the LORDE, and put it aboute my loynes.
39Thou hast gyrded me with strength vnto ye batell, thou hast throwe them all downe vnder me, that rose vp agaynst me.
10O then let my wife be another mans harlot, and let other lye with her.
34He teacheth myne hondes to fight, and maketh myne armes to breake euen a bowe off stele.