Proverbs 7

My son, keep my words and treasure my commandments within you. Keep my commandments and live;
guard my teaching as the apple of your eye. Bind them on your fingers;
write them on the tablet of your heart. Say to wisdom, “You are my sister,” and call understanding your close relative, to guard you from the adulterous woman, from the unfaithful woman with her smooth words. For at the window of my house I looked out through my lattice, and I saw among the simple, I noticed among the youths, a young man who lacked sense. He was passing along the street near her corner, walking toward her house, at twilight, as evening fell, in the deep darkness of night. And there a woman came to meet him, dressed as a prostitute, with hidden intent. She is loud and rebellious;
her feet do not stay at home. Now in the street, now in the squares, she lies in wait at every corner. She seized him and kissed him;
with a brazen face she said to him, “I owed peace offerings;
today I have fulfilled my vows. That is why I came out to meet you, to seek you eagerly, and I have found you. I have spread coverings over my bed, patterned linen from Egypt. I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon. Come, let us drink our fill of love until morning;
let us delight in love. For my husband is not at home;
he has gone on a distant journey. He took a bag of silver with him;
he will come home at the full moon.” With her abundant persuasion she swayed him;
with her smooth lips she led him astray. All at once he follows her, like an ox going to slaughter, like a fool in fetters going to punishment, until an arrow pierces his liver, like a bird rushing into a snare, not knowing that it will cost him his life. Now, sons, listen to me;
pay attention to the words of my mouth. Do not let your heart turn aside to her ways;
do not stray into her paths. For many are the slain she has brought down;
numerous are all those she has killed. Her house is a road to Sheol, descending to the chambers of death.

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