1My son, pay attention to my wisdom. Incline your ear to my insight,
2that you may maintain discretion and your lips may preserve knowledge.
3For a seducing woman’s lips drip honey and her mouth is smoother than oil.
4But in the end she is bitter as wormwood, sharp as a double-edged sword.
5Her feet go down to death, her steps lead straight to Sheol.
6She does not keep straight to the path of life, her paths are crooked —but she does not know it.
7So now, my sons, listen to me and do not turn aside from the words of my mouth.
8Keep your path far from her and do not go near the door of her house—
9lest you give your strength to others and your years to one who is cruel;
10lest strangers feast on your strength, your labors go to a foreigner’s house.
11At the end of your life, you will groan, when your flesh and body are spent—
12and you will say, “How I hated discipline! How my heart spurned reproof!
13I would not listen to my teacher’s voice or incline my ear to my instructors.
14I was almost in utter ruin amid the community and congregation.”
15Drink water from your own cistern and running water from your own well.
16Should your springs flow in the streets, your streams of water in public squares?
17Let them be yours alone and not shared with strangers.
18May your fountain be blessed and may you delight in the wife of your youth.
19A lovely hind, a graceful doe— may her breasts satisfy you always, may you always be captivated by her love.
20Why, my son, be captivated by a seducing woman? Why embrace a foreigner’s bosom?
21For a man’s ways are before the eyes of Adonai, and He observes all his paths.
22The iniquities of a wicked man will ensnare him. The cords of his sin will hold him down.
23He will die for lack of discipline, led astray by his own great folly.