1My sonne, hearken vnto my wisedome, and incline thine eare vnto my knowledge.
2That thou maiest regarde counsell, and thy lippes obserue knowledge.
3For the lippes of a strange woman drop as an honie combe, and her mouth is more soft then oyle.
4But the end of her is bitter as wormewood, and sharpe as a two edged sworde.
5Her feete goe downe to death, and her steps take holde on hell.
6She weigheth not the way of life: her paths are moueable: thou canst not knowe them.
7Heare yee me nowe therefore, O children, and depart not from the wordes of my mouth.
8Keepe thy way farre from her, and come not neere the doore of her house,
9Least thou giue thine honor vnto others, and thy yeeres to the cruell:
10Least the stranger should be silled with thy strength, and thy labours bee in the house of a stranger,
11And thou mourne at thine end, (when thou hast consumed thy flesh and thy bodie)
12And say, How haue I hated instruction, and mine heart despised correction!
Proverbs 5
Proverbs 5:1-12