Proverbs 7
7
The Wiles of the Harlot
1My son, keep my words
And treasure my commandments within you.
2Keep my commandments and live,
And my teaching as the apple of your eye.
3Bind them on your fingers;
Write them on the tablet of your heart.
4Say to wisdom, “You are my sister,”
And call understanding your intimate friend;
5That they may keep you from an adulteress,
From the foreigner who flatters with her words.
6For at the window of my house
I looked out through my lattice,
7And I saw among the naive,
And discerned among the youths
A young man lacking sense,
8Passing through the street near her corner;
And he takes the way to her house,
9In the twilight, in the evening,
In the middle of the night and in the darkness.
10And behold, a woman comes to meet him,
Dressed as a harlot and cunning of heart.
11She is boisterous and rebellious,
Her feet do not remain at home;
12 She is now in the streets, now in the squares,
And lurks by every corner.
13So she seizes him and kisses him
And with a brazen face she says to him:
14“I was due to offer peace offerings;
Today I have paid my vows.
15Therefore I have come out to meet you,
To seek your presence earnestly, and I have found you.
16I have spread my couch with coverings,
With colored linens of Egypt.
17I have sprinkled my bed
With myrrh, aloes and cinnamon.
18Come, let us drink our fill of love until morning;
Let us delight ourselves with caresses.
19For my husband is not at home,
He has gone on a long journey;
20He has taken a bag of money with him,
At the full moon he will come home.”
21With her many persuasions she entices him;
With her flattering lips she seduces him.
22Suddenly he follows her
As an ox goes to the slaughter,
Or as one in fetters to the discipline of a fool,
23Until 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.
24Now therefore, my sons, listen to me,
And pay attention to the words of my mouth.
25Do not let your heart turn aside to her ways,
Do not stray into her paths.
26For many are the victims she has cast down,
And numerous are all her slain.
27Her house is the way to Sheol,
Descending to the chambers of death.
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Proverbs 7
7
1My son! keep my sayings, And my commands lay up with thee.
2Keep my commands, and live, And my law as the pupil of thine eye.
3Bind them on thy fingers, Write them on the tablet of thy heart.
4Say to wisdom, ‘My sister Thou [art].’ And cry to understanding, ‘Kinswoman!’
5To preserve thee from a strange woman, From a stranger who hath made smooth her sayings.
6For, at a window of my house, Through my casement I have looked out,
7And I do see among the simple ones, I discern among the sons, A young man lacking understanding,
8Passing on in the street, near her corner, And the way [to] her house he doth step,
9In the twilight — in the evening of day, In the darkness of night and blackness.
10And, lo, a woman to meet him — (A harlot's dress, and watchful of heart,
11Noisy she [is], and stubborn, In her house her feet rest not.
12Now in an out-place, now in broad places, And near every corner she lieth in wait) —
13And she laid hold on him, and kissed him, She hath hardened her face, and saith to him,
14‘Sacrifices of peace-offerings [are] by me, To-day I have completed my vows.
15Therefore I have come forth to meet thee, To seek earnestly thy face, and I find thee.
16[With] ornamental coverings I decked my couch, Carved works — cotton of Egypt.
17I sprinkled my bed — myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
18Come, we are filled [with] loves till the morning, We delight ourselves in loves.
19For the man is not in his house, He hath gone on a long journey.
20A bag of money he hath taken in his hand, At the day of the new moon he cometh to his house.’
21She turneth him aside with the abundance of her speech, With the flattery of her lips she forceth him.
22He is going after her straightway, As an ox unto the slaughter he cometh, And as a fetter unto the chastisement of a fool,
23Till an arrow doth split his liver, As a bird hath hastened unto a snare, And hath not known that it [is] for its life.
24And now, ye sons, hearken to me, And give attention to sayings of my mouth.
25Let not thy heart turn unto her ways, Do not wander in her paths,
26For many [are] the wounded she caused to fall, And mighty [are] all her slain ones.
27The ways of Sheol — her house, Going down unto inner chambers of death!
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