Dear Reader,

I greet you with a quiet heart as you pause here before these lines. The verse from Proverbs 8:13 has long stirred my spirit: “The fear of the LORD is to hate evil: pride, and arrogancy, and the evil way, and the froward mouth, do I hate.” In a world that often celebrates self-exaltation and clever speech, these words cut through like a clear blade. True wisdom, I have come to believe, begins not in soft tolerance of sin but in a holy and decisive hatred of what God Himself hates.

This note is for the quiet seeker—the one weary of empty pride, tired of crooked paths, and longing for a reverence that purifies rather than merely comforts. May these reflections, born from meditation on Scripture, help kindle in you that same godly fear: a fear that does not cower but stands upright, rejecting arrogance so that humility may flourish, and turning from perverse words so that truth may dwell freely in the soul.

Read slowly. Reflect deeply. And may the Lord grant you wisdom that is first pure, then peaceable, and altogether lovely in His sight.

With reverence and goodwill,

The Poet

Proverbs 8:13 (KJV)

The fear of the LORD is to hate evil: pride, and arrogancy, and the evil way, and the froward mouth, do I hate.

A Classical Rhyme Poem: Wisdom’s Holy Hate

In reverent awe where wisdom’s voice doth call,

The fear of God shines forth as heaven’s light;

To loathe all evil is its sacred thrall,

And turn the soul from shadows of the night.

Pride, that vain serpent coiled in mortal breast,

With arrogancy swelling like the sea,

The crooked path where tempters lure to rest,

And froward lips that speak iniquity—

These doth the righteous heart with fervor spurn,

As holy fire consumes the dross away.

No gilded boast, no haughty glance shall burn,

Nor twisting words lead wanderers astray.

O soul, embrace this fear, both pure and wise,

That hates the dark yet loves the dawning skies;

For in such hatred, true devotion lies,

And heaven’s gate before thee open flies.