Pro7:1 My son, keep my words And treasure my commandments within you.
Pro7:2 Keep my commandments and live, And my teaching as the apple of your eye.
Pro7:3 Bind them on your fingers; Write them on the tablet of your heart.
Pro7:4 Say to wisdom, "You are my sister," And call understanding your intimate friend;
Pro7:5 That they may keep you from an adulteress, From the foreigner who flatters with her words.
Pro7:6 For at the window of my house I looked out through my lattice,
Pro7:7 And I saw among the naive, And discerned among the youths A young man lacking sense,
Pro7:8 Passing through the street near her corner; And he takes the way to her house,
Pro7:9 In the twilight, in the evening, In the middle of the night and in the darkness.
Pro7:10 And behold, a woman comes to meet him, Dressed as a harlot and cunning of heart.
Pro7:11 She is boisterous and rebellious, Her feet do not remain at home;
Pro7:12 She is now in the streets, now in the squares, And lurks by every corner.
Pro7:13 So she seizes him and kisses him And with a brazen face she says to him:
Pro7:14 "I was due to offer peace offerings; Today I have paid my vows.
Pro7:15 "Therefore I have come out to meet you, To seek your presence earnestly, and I have found you.
Pro7:16 "I have spread my couch with coverings, With colored linens of Egypt.
Pro7:17 "I have sprinkled my bed With myrrh, aloes and cinnamon.
Pro7:18 "Come, let us drink our fill of love until morning; Let us delight ourselves with caresses.
Pro7:19 "For my husband is not at home, He has gone on a long journey;
Pro7:20 He has taken a bag of money with him, At the full moon he will come home."
Pro7:21 With her many persuasions she entices him; With her flattering lips she seduces him.
Pro7:22 Suddenly he follows her As an ox goes to the slaughter, Or as one in fetters to the discipline of a fool,
Pro7:23 Until an arrow pierces through his liver; As a bird hastens to the snare, So he does not know that it will cost him his life.
Pro7:24 Now therefore, my sons, listen to me, And pay attention to the words of my mouth.
Pro7:25 Do not let your heart turn aside to her ways, Do not stray into her paths.
Pro7:26 For many are the victims she has cast down, And numerous are all her slain.
Pro7:27 Her house is the way to Sheol, Descending to the chambers of death.