32 And he speaketh three thousand similes, and his songs `are' five, and the chief one;
Proverbs of Solomon, son of David, king of Israel: For knowing wisdom and instruction, For understanding sayings of intelligence, For receiving the instruction of wisdom, Righteousness, judgment, and uprightness, For giving to simple ones -- prudence, To a youth -- knowledge and discretion. (The wise doth hear and increaseth learning, And the intelligent doth obtain counsels.) For understanding a proverb and its sweetness, Words of the wise and their acute sayings. Fear of Jehovah `is' a beginning of knowledge, Wisdom and instruction fools have despised! Hear, my son, the instruction of thy father, And leave not the law of thy mother, For a graceful wreath `are' they to thy head, And chains to thy neck. My son, if sinners entice thee be not willing. If they say, `Come with us, we lay wait for blood, We watch secretly for the innocent without cause, We swallow them as Sheol -- alive, And whole -- as those going down `to' the pit, Every precious substance we find, We fill our houses `with' spoil, Thy lot thou dost cast among us, One purse is -- to all of us.' My son! go not in the way with them, Withhold thy foot from their path, For their feet to evil do run, And they haste to shed blood. Surely in vain is the net spread out before the eyes of any bird. And they for their own blood lay wait, They watch secretly for their own lives. So `are' the paths of every gainer of dishonest gain, The life of its owners it taketh. Wisdom in an out-place crieth aloud, In broad places she giveth forth her voice, At the head of the multitudes she calleth, In the openings of the gates, In the city her sayings she saith: `Till when, ye simple, do ye love simplicity? And have scorners their scorning desired? And do fools hate knowledge? Turn back at my reproof, lo, I pour forth to you my spirit, I make known my words with you. Because I have called, and ye refuse, I stretched out my hand, and none is attending, And ye slight all my counsel, And my reproof ye have not desired. I also in your calamity do laugh, I deride when your fear cometh, When your fear cometh as destruction, And your calamity as a hurricane doth come, When on you come adversity and distress. Then they call me, and I do not answer, They seek me earnestly, and find me not. Because that they have hated knowledge, And the fear of Jehovah have not chosen. They have not consented to my counsel, They have despised all my reproof, And they eat of the fruit of their way, And from their own counsels they are filled.
The Song of Songs, that `is' Solomon's. Let him kiss me with kisses of his mouth, For better `are' thy loves than wine. For fragrance `are' thy perfumes good. Perfume emptied out -- thy name, Therefore have virgins loved thee! Draw me: after thee we run, The king hath brought me into his inner chambers, We do joy and rejoice in thee, We mention thy loves more than wine, Uprightly they have loved thee! Dark `am' I, and comely, daughters of Jerusalem, As tents of Kedar, as curtains of Solomon. Fear me not, because I `am' very dark, Because the sun hath scorched me, The sons of my mother were angry with me, They made me keeper of the vineyards, My vineyard -- my own -- I have not kept. Declare to me, thou whom my soul hath loved, Where thou delightest, Where thou liest down at noon, For why am I as one veiled, By the ranks of thy companions? If thou knowest not, O fair among women, Get thee forth by the traces of the flock, And feed thy kids by the shepherds' dwellings! To my joyous one in chariots of Pharaoh, I have compared thee, my friend, Comely have been thy cheeks with garlands, Thy neck with chains. Garlands of gold we do make for thee, With studs of silver! While the king `is' in his circle, My spikenard hath given its fragrance. A bundle of myrrh `is' my beloved to me, Between my breasts it lodgeth. A cluster of cypress `is' my beloved to me, In the vineyards of En-Gedi! Lo, thou `art' fair, my friend, Lo, thou `art' fair, thine eyes `are' doves! Lo, thou `art' fair, my love, yea, pleasant, Yea, our couch `is' green, The beams of our houses `are' cedars, Our rafters `are' firs, I `am' a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys!
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Commentary on 1 Kings 4 Matthew Henry Commentary
Chapter 4
An instance of the wisdom God granted to Solomon we had in the close of the foregoing chapter. In this we have an account of his wealth and prosperity, the other branch of the promise there made him. We have here,
1Ki 4:1-19
Here we have,
1Ki 4:20-28
Such a kingdom, and such a court, surely never any prince had, as Solomon's are here described to be.
1Ki 4:29-34
Solomon's wisdom was more his glory than his wealth, and here we have a general account of it.
Lastly, Solomon was, herein, a type of Christ, in whom are hidden all the treasures of wisdom and knowledge, and hidden for use; for he is made of God to us wisdom.