²⁹ Whoso is slow to anger `is' of great understanding, And whoso is short in temper is exalting folly.

¹⁹ So then, my brethren beloved, let every man be swift to hear, slow to speak, slow to anger,

⁹ Be not hasty in thy spirit to be angry, For anger in the bosom of fools resteth.

³² Better `is' the slow to anger than the mighty, And the ruler over his spirit than he who is taking a city.

¹⁷ Whoso is short of temper doth folly, And a man of wicked devices is hated.

¹¹ The wisdom of a man hath deferred his anger, And his glory `is' to pass over transgression.

¹⁸ A man of fury stirreth up contention, And the slow to anger appeaseth strife.

³ And the man Moses `is' very humble, more than any of the men who `are' on the face of the ground.

²⁸ A city broken down without walls, `Is' a man without restraint over his spirit!

²⁴ Shew not thyself friendly with an angry man, And with a man of fury go not in,

²⁵ Lest thou learn his paths, And have received a snare to thy soul.

⁸ Exalt her, and she doth lift thee up, She honoureth thee, when thou dost embrace her.

¹⁷ and the wisdom from above, first, indeed, is pure, then peaceable, gentle, easily entreated, full of kindness and good fruits, uncontentious, and unhypocritical: --

¹⁸ and the fruit of the righteousness in peace is sown to those making peace.

⁴ The love is long-suffering, it is kind, the love doth not envy, the love doth not vaunt itself, is not puffed up,

⁵ doth not act unseemly, doth not seek its own things, is not provoked, doth not impute evil,

²⁹ take up my yoke upon you, and learn from me, because I am meek and humble in heart, and ye shall find rest to your souls,

¹⁶ Then Herod, having seen that he was deceived by the mages, was very wroth, and having sent forth, he slew all the male children in Beth-Lehem, and in all its borders, from two years and under, according to the time that he inquired exactly from the mages.

⁶ He hath set the fool in many high places, And the rich in a low place do sit.

⁸ Go not forth to strive, haste, turn, What dost thou in its latter end, When thy neighbour causeth thee to blush?