Who can find a woman of valour?
Her worth is more precious than pearls. His heart trusts in her and lacks no treasure. She does him good, never bad, all the days of her life. She seeks out wool and linen, and her hands work willingly. She is like a merchant’s ship, bringing her food from afar. She rises while it is yet nighttime, and gives food to her household, the daily fare of her maidens. She envisions a field and acquires it, from the fruit of her handiwork she plants a vineyard. She girds herself with strength, and invigorates her arms. She tastes and sees that her business is good, and her lamp never goes out at night. She sets her hands to the distaff; and her fingers work the spindle. She spreads out her palm to the poor, her hands are stretched out to the needy. She fears not snow for her household, for her whole house is dressed in scarlet. She makes covers for herself, her clothing is linen and purple [wool]. Her husband is prominent in the gates, as he sits among the elders of the land. She makes cloth a
