Proverbs 7  American Standard Version

7 My son, keep my words,
And lay up my commandments with thee.
² Keep my commandments and live;
And my law as the apple of thine eye.
³ Bind them upon thy fingers;
Write them upon the tablet of thy heart.
⁴ Say unto wisdom, Thou art my sister;
And call understanding thy ^[a]kinswoman:
⁵ That they may keep thee from the strange woman,
From the foreigner that ^[b]flattereth with her words.
⁶ For at the window of my house
I looked forth through my lattice;
⁷ And I beheld among the simple ones,
I discerned among the youths,
A young man void of understanding,
⁸ Passing through the street near her corner;
And he went the way to her house,
⁹ In the twilight, in the evening of the day,
In the ^[c]middle of the night and in the darkness.
¹⁰ And, behold, there met him a woman
With the attire of a harlot, and ^[d]wily of heart.
¹¹ (She is ^[e]clamorous and wilful;
Her feet abide not in her house:
¹² Now she is in the streets, now in the broad places,
And lieth in wait at every corner.)
¹³ So she caught him, and kissed him,
^[f]And with an impudent face she said unto him:
¹⁴ Sacrifices of peace-offerings ^[g]are with me;
This day have I paid my vows.
¹⁵ Therefore came I forth to meet thee,
Diligently to seek thy face, and I have found thee.
¹⁶ I have spread my couch with ^[h]carpets of tapestry,
With striped cloths of the yarn of Egypt.
¹⁷ I have ^[i]perfumed my bed
With myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
¹⁸ Come, let us take our fill of love until the morning;
Let us solace ourselves with loves.
¹⁹ For the man is not at home;
He is gone a long journey:
²⁰ He hath taken a bag of money with him;
He will come home at the full moon.
²¹ With her much fair speech she causeth him to yield;
With the flattering of her lips she forceth him along.
²² He goeth after her ^[j]straightway,
As an ox goeth to the slaughter,
Or as one in ^[k]fetters to the correction of the fool;
²³ Till an arrow strike through his liver;
As a bird hasteth to the snare,
And knoweth not that it is for his life.

²⁴ Now therefore, my sons, hearken unto me,
And attend to the words of my mouth.
²⁵ Let not thy heart decline to her ways;
Go not astray in her paths.
²⁶ For she hath cast down many wounded:
Yea, all her slain are a mighty host.
²⁷ Her house is the way to Sheol,
Going down to the chambers of death.