The cry goes out! Hear me! hear my words! But men still search hard, with metal shields and swords, in the jungle of asperity, the secret of longetivity.
Their words of acrimony, has bought bitterness to amity. Many can't live in harmony, they fail to work in unity. There exist no real camaraderie. Their emptiness leaves them lingering
One more precious than rubies, in her hand hold sway, on the left, honour and riches, in her right hand length of days, for the man who remembered the laws, and kept the commandments he saw.
The man who has learnt not to be wise, in his own eyes, to honor God with his substance, to do good at when due, to love the brother in the hood, without fear would snooze.
For he has kept wisdom, it is life to his soul. He has found freedom, he walks around and comes back whole. He fears the Lord and runs from evil, the reward is health to his navel.
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