6 My son, if thou be surety for thy friend, if thou hast struck 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 hast come into the hand of thy friend: Go, humble thyself, so that thou shalt prevail with 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 is loving at all times, and a brother is born for adversity.

¹⁰ If thou faint in the day of adversity, thy strength is small.

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