13 She seeketh wooll and flaxe, and laboureth cheerefully with her handes. 14 She is like the shippes of marchants: shee bringeth her foode from afarre. 15 And she riseth, whiles it is yet night: and giueth the portion to her houshold, and the ordinarie to her maides. 16 She considereth a field, and getteth it: and with the fruite of her handes she planteth a vineyarde. 17 She girdeth her loynes with strength, and strengtheneth her armes. 18 She feeleth that her marchandise is good: her candle is not put out by night. 19 She putteth her handes to the wherue, and her handes handle the spindle. 20 She stretcheth out her hand to the poore, and putteth foorth her hands to the needie.