These are the words a mother gave her ruler: Do not surrender strength to what destroys. Kings must not be mastered by strong drink; Speak for those who have no public voice. Strength and honor are her clothing; She can smile at days that lie ahead. Wisdom is the language of her speaking; Kindness is the law upon her tongue. Who can find a woman full of virtue? Her worth is far beyond the finest stone. Her household safely trusts her faithful labor; She brings them good through every season known. She seeks the wool and flax and works with gladness, Rises while the darkness covers land. She considers fields and then obtains them; Plants a fruitful vineyard with her hands. She opens up her hand to those in poverty, Reaches to the person in distress. She watches every pathway of her household; She does not eat the bread of idleness. Beauty fades, and outward charm can deceive us; But the woman fearing God deserves the praise. Let the fruit of all her work speak for her; Let her deeds be honored in the gates. Strength and honor are her clothing; Wisdom shines through all her faithful days.