11The house of the wicked is destroyed, And the tent of the upright flourisheth.
12There is a way — right before a man, And its latter end are ways of death.
13Even in laughter is the heart pained, And the latter end of joy is affliction.
14From his ways is the backslider in heart filled, And a good man — from his fruits.
15The simple giveth credence to everything, And the prudent attendeth to his step.