6 My son, if thou be surety for thy friend,
if thou hast stricken thy hand with a stranger,
² thou art snared with the words of thy mouth,
thou art taken with the words of thy mouth.
³ Do this now, my son, and deliver thyself,
when thou art come into the hand of thy friend;
go, humble thyself, and make sure thy friend.
⁴ Give not sleep to thine eyes,
nor slumber to thine eyelids.
⁵ Deliver thyself as a roe from the hand of the hunter,
and as a bird from the hand of the fowler.

¹⁷ A friend loveth at all times,
    and a brother is born for adversity.

¹⁰ Thine own friend, and thy father’s friend, forsake not;
neither go into thy brother’s house in the day of thy calamity:
for better is a neighbour that is near than a brother far off.