Children Gods Gift

Folly is bound up in the heart of a youth, The rod of chastisement putteth it far from him.

this one came unto him by night, and said to him, `Rabbi, we have known that from God thou hast come--a teacher, for no one these signs is able to do that thou dost, if God may not be with him.'

Withhold not from a youth chastisement, When thou smitest him with a rod he dieth not. — read the full passage →

As arrows in the hand of a mighty one, So <FI>are<Fi> the sons of the young men. — read the full passage →

Whoso is sparing his rod is hating his son, And whoso is loving him hath hastened him chastisement.

A rod and reproof give wisdom, And a youth let away is shaming his mother.

Chastise thy son, for there is hope, And to put him to death lift not up thy soul.