Proverbs 7
7
1My son, keep my words, and lay up my precepts with thee. Son,
2Keep my commandments, and thou shalt live: and my law as the apple of thy eye:
3Bind it upon thy fingers, write it upon the tables of thy heart.
4Say to wisdom: Thou art my sister: and call prudence thy friend,
5That she may keep thee from the woman that is not thine, and from the stranger who sweeteneth her words.
6For I look out of the window of my house through the lattice,
7And I see little ones, I behold a foolish young man,
8Who passeth through the street by the corner, and goeth nigh the way of her house.
9In the dark, when it grows late, in the darkness and obscurity of the night,
10And behold a woman meeteth him in harlot's attire prepared to deceive souls; talkative and wandering,
11Not bearing to be quiet, not able to abide still at home,
12Now abroad, now in the streets, now lying in wait near the corners.
13And catching the young man, she kisseth him, and with an impudent face, flattereth, saying:
14I vowed victims for prosperity, this day I have paid my vows.
15Therefore I am come out to meet thee, desirous to see thee, and I have found thee.
16I have woven my bed with cords, I have covered it with painted tapestry, brought from Egypt.
17I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
18Come, let us be inebriated with the breasts, and let us enjoy the desired embraces, till the day appear.
19For my husband is not at home, he is gone a very long journey.
20He took with him a bag of money: he mill return home the day of the full moon.
21She entangled him with many words, and drew him away with the flattery of her lips.
22Immediately he followeth her as an ox led to be a victim, and as a lamb playing the wanton, and not knowing that he is drawn like a fool to bonds,
23Till the arrow pierce his liver: as if a bird should make haste to the snare, and knoweth not that his life is in danger.
24Now therefore, my son, hear me, and attend to the words of my mouth.
25Let not thy mind be drawn away in her ways: neither be thou deceived with her paths.
26For she hath cast down many wounded, and the strongest have been slain by her.
27Her house is the way to hell, reaching even to the inner chambers of death.
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Proverbs 7
7
1My son, keep my words,
And lay up my commandments with thee.
2Keep my commandments, and live;
And my law as the apple of thine eye.
3Bind them upon thy fingers,
Write them upon the table of thine heart.
4Say unto wisdom, Thou art my sister;
And call understanding thy kinswoman:
5That they may keep thee from the strange woman,
From the stranger which flattereth with her words.
6For at the window of my house
I looked through my casement,
7And beheld among the simple ones,
I discerned among the youths,
A young man void of understanding,
8Passing through the street near her corner;
And he went the way to her house,
9In the twilight, in the evening,
In the black and dark night:
10And, behold, there met him a woman
With the attire of an harlot, and subtil of heart.
11(She is loud and stubborn;
Her feet abide not in her house:
12Now is she without, now in the streets,
And lieth in wait at every corner.)
13So she caught him, and kissed him,
And with an impudent face said unto him,
14 I have peace offerings with me;
This day have I payed my vows.
15Therefore came I forth to meet thee,
Diligently to seek thy face, and I have found thee.
16I have decked my bed with coverings of tapestry,
With carved works, with fine linen of Egypt.
17I have perfumed my bed
With myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
18Come, let us take our fill of love until the morning:
Let us solace ourselves with loves.
19For the goodman is not at home,
He is gone a long journey:
20He hath taken a bag of money with him,
And will come home at the day appointed.
21With her much fair speech she caused him to yield,
With the flattering of her lips she forced him.
22He goeth after her straightway,
As an ox goeth to the slaughter,
Or as a fool to the correction of the stocks;
23Till a dart strike through his liver;
As a bird hasteth to the snare,
And knoweth not that it is for his life.
24Hearken unto me now therefore, O ye children,
And attend to the words of my mouth.
25Let not thine heart decline to her ways,
Go not astray in her paths.
26For she hath cast down many wounded:
Yea, many strong men have been slain by her.
27Her house is the way to hell,
Going down to the chambers of death.
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