25Let thy father, and thy mother be joyful, and let her rejoice that bore thee.
26My son, give me thy heart: and let thy eyes keep my ways.
27For a harlot is a deep ditch: and a strange woman is a narrow pit.
28She lieth in wait in the way as a robber, and him whom she shall see unwary, she will kill.
29Who hath woe? whose father hath woe? who hath contentions? who falls into pits? who hath wounds without cause? who hath redness of eyes?