Proverbs 9
1 Wisdom has built a house for herself. She has hewn seven columns.
Premudrost sazida sebi kuæu, i otesa sedam stupova;
2 She has immolated her victims. She has mixed her wine and set forth her table.
Pokla stoku svoju, rastvori vino svoje, i postavi sto svoj.
3 She has sent her maids to call out to the tower and to the fortified walls of the city,
Posla djevojke svoje, te zove svrh visina gradskih:
4 “If anyone is little, let him come to me.” And to the unwise, she has said:
Ko je lud, neka se uvrati ovamo. I bezumnima veli:
5 “Approach. Eat my bread, and drink the wine that I have mixed for you.
Hodite, jedite hljeba mojega, i pijte vina koje sam rastvorila.
6 Leave behind childishness. And live and walk by the ways of prudence.”
Ostavite ludost i biæete živi, i idite putem razuma.
7 Whoever teaches a mocker causes injury to himself. And whoever argues with the impious produces a blemish on himself.
Ko uèi potsmjevaèa, prima sramotu; i ko kori bezbožnika, prima rug.
8 Do not be willing to argue with a mocker, lest he hate you. Dispute with the wise, and he will love you.
Ne karaj potsmjevaèa da ne omrzne na te; karaj mudra, i ljubiæe te.
9 Present an opportunity to the wise, and wisdom shall be added to him. Teach the just, and he will hurry to receive it.
Kaži mudrome, i biæe još mudriji; pouèi pravednoga, i znaæe više.
10 The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom, and knowledge of holiness is prudence.
Poèetak je mudrosti strah Gospodnji, i znanje je svetijeh stvari razum.
11 For by me, your days will be multiplied and years of life will be added to you.
Jer æe se mnom umnožiti dani tvoji i dodaæe ti se godine životu.
12 If you would be wise, you will be so for yourself. But if you would be one who ridicules, you alone shall carry the evil.
Ako budeš mudar, sebi æeš biti mudar; ako li budeš potsmjevaè, sam æeš tegliti.
13 A foolish and loud woman, who is full of enticements and who knows nothing at all,
Žena bezumna plaha je, luda i ništa ne zna;
14 sat at the entrance of her house on a seat, in a high place of the city,
I sjedi na vratima od kuæe svoje na stolici, na visinama gradskim,
15 so as to call to those who were passing by the way and continuing on their journey:
Te vièe one koji prolaze, koji idu pravo svojim putem:
16 “Whoever is little, let him turn aside to me.” And to the frenzied, she said,
Ko je lud? neka se uvrati ovamo. I bezumnome govori:
17 “Stolen waters are more soothing, and secret bread is more pleasant.”
Voda je kradena slatka, i hljeb je sakriven ugodan.
