The wordsדִּבְרֵיof Lemuel,לְמוּאֵלking,מֶלֶךְthe burdenמַשָּׂאwith whichאֲשֶׁרhis motherאִמּוֹcorrected him.יִסְּרַתּוּ
What,מַהmy son?בְּרִיAndוּwhat,מַהsonבַּרof my womb?בִּטְנִיAndוּwhat,מֶהsonבַּרof my vows?נְדָרָי
Do notאַלgiveתִּתֵּןyour vigorחֵילֶךָto women,לַנָּשִׁיםnorוּyour waysדְרָכֶיךָto those who destroyלַמְחוֹתkings.מְלָכִין
Notאַלfor kings,לַמְלָכִיםLemuel,לְמוֹאֵלnotאַלfor kingsלַמְלָכִיםto drinkשְׁתוֹwine,יָיִןandוּfor rulers,לְרוֹזְנִיםwhereאֵיis intoxicating drink?שֵׁכָר
lestפֶּןhe drinkיִשְׁתֶּהandוְforgetיִשְׁכַּחwhat is decreedמְחֻקָּקandוִpervertישַׁנֶּהthe causeדִּיןof allכָּלthe sonsבְּנֵיof affliction.עֹנִי
Giveתְּנוּintoxicating drinkשֵׁכָרto the one who is perishing,לְאוֹבֵדandוְwineיַיִןto the bitterלְמָרֵיof soul;נָפֶשׁ
let him drinkיִשְׁתֶּהandוְforgetיִשְׁכַּחhis poverty,רִישׁוֹandוַhis troubleעֲמָלוֹlet him notלֹאrememberיִזְכָּרanymore.עוֹד
Openפְּתַחyour mouthפִּיךָfor the mute,לְאִלֵּםforאֶלthe causeדִּיןof allכָּלthe sonsבְּנֵיof desolation.חֲלוֹף
Openפְּתַחyour mouth,פִּיךָjudgeשְׁפָטrighteously,צֶדֶקandוְdefendדִיןthe afflictedעָנִיandוְthe needy.אֶבְיוֹן
A womanאֵשֶׁתof worth,חַיִלwhoמִיcan find her?יִמְצָאAndוְher priceמִכְרָהּis far beyondרָחֹק מִpearls.פְּנִינִים
The heartלֵבof her husbandבַּעְלָהּtrustsבָּטַחin her,בָּהּandוְhe will notלֹאlackיֶחְסָרplunder.שָׁלָל
She repays himגְּמָלַתְהוּwith goodטוֹבandוְnotלֹאwith evilרָעallכֹּלthe daysיְמֵיof her life.חַיֶּיה
She seeksדָּרְשָׁהwoolצֶמֶרandוּflax,פִשְׁתִּיםandוַworksתַּעַשׂwith the delightבְּחֵפֶץof her palms.כַּפֶּיהָ
She isהָיְתָהlike the shipsכָּאֳנִיּוֹתof the merchant;סוֹחֵרfrom far awayמִמֶּרְחָקshe bringsתָּבִיאher bread.לַחְמָהּ
Andוַshe risesתָּקָםwhile it is stillבְּעוֹדnight,לַיְלָהandוַgivesתִּתֵּןfoodטֶרֶףto her household,לְבֵיתָהּandוְa portionחֹקto her maidservants.לְנַעֲרֹתֶיהָ
She considersזָמְמָהa fieldשָׂדֶהandוַtakes it;תִּקָּחֵהוּfrom the fruitמִפְּרִיof her palmsכַפֶּיהָshe plantsנָטְעָהa vineyard.כָּרֶם
She girdsחָגְרָהher loinsמָתְנֶיהָwith strength,בְעוֹזandוַstrengthensתְּאַמֵּץher arms.זְרֹעוֹתֶיהָ
She tastesטָעֲמָהthatכִּיher gainסַחְרָהּis good;טוֹבher lampנֵרָהּdoes notלֹאgo outיִכְבֶּהat night.בַלַּיְלָה
Her handsיָדֶיהָshe stretches outשִׁלְּחָהto the distaff,בַכִּישׁוֹרandוְher palmsכַפֶּיהָholdתָּמְכוּthe spindle.פָלֶךְ
Her palmכַּפָּהּshe opensפָּרְשָׂהto the afflicted,לֶעָנִיandוְher handsיָדֶיהָshe stretches outשִׁלְּחָהto the needy.לָאֶבְיוֹן
She does notלֹאfearתִירָאfor her householdלְבֵיתָהּbecause of the snow,מִשָּׁלֶגforכִּיallכָלher householdבֵּיתָהּis clothedלָבֻשׁin scarlet.שָׁנִים
Coveringsמַרְבַדִּיםshe makesעָשְׂתָהfor herself;לָּהּfine linenשֵׁשׁandוְpurpleאַרְגָּמָןare her clothing.לְבוּשָׁהּ
Her husbandבַּעְלָהּis knownנוֹדָעin the gates,בַּשְּׁעָרִיםwhen he sitsבְּשִׁבְתּוֹamongעִםthe eldersזִקְנֵיof the land.אָרֶץ
Linen garmentsסָדִיןshe makesעָשְׂתָהandוַsells,תִּמְכֹּרandוַbeltsחֲגוֹרshe deliversנָתְנָהto the Canaanite.לַכְּנַעֲנִי
Strengthעֹזandוְsplendorהָדָרare her clothing,לְבוּשָׁהּandוַshe laughsתִּשְׂחַקat the dayלְיוֹםto come.אַחֲרוֹן
She opensפָּתְחָהher mouthפִּיהָwith wisdom,בְחָכְמָהandוְthe instructionתוֹרַתof loyal loveחֶסֶדis on her tongue.עַל לְשׁוֹנָהּ
She watches overצוֹפִיָּהthe waysהֲלִיכוֹתof her household,בֵּיתָהּandוְthe breadלֶחֶםof idlenessעַצְלוּתshe does notלֹאeat.תֹאכֵל
Her childrenבָנֶיהָrise upקָמוּandוַcall her happy;יְאַשְּׁרוּהָher husbandבַּעְלָהּdoes too, andוַhe praises her:יְהַלְלָהּ
“Manyרַבּוֹתdaughtersבָּנוֹתhave doneעָשׂוּworthily,חָיִלbutוְyouאַתְּriseעָלִיתaboveעַלthem all.”כֻּלָּנָה
Deceptiveשֶׁקֶרis grace,הַחֵןandוְa vaporהֶבֶלis beauty;הַיֹּפִיa womanאִשָּׁהwho fearsיִרְאַתYHWH,יְהוָהsheהִיאwill be praised.תִתְהַלָּל
Giveתְּנוּherלָהּof the fruitמִפְּרִיof her hands,יָדֶיהָandוִlet her worksמַעֲשֶׂיהָpraise herיהַלְלוּהָin the gates.בַשְּׁעָרִים