3For as of fine honey drop the lips of an adulterous woman, and smoother than oil is her palate;
4But her end is bitter as wormwood, it is sharp as a two-edged sword.
5Her feet go down to death, her steps take firm hold on the nether world:
6So that she cannot balance the path of life; her tracks are unsteady, and she knoweth it not.
7And now, O ye children, hearken unto me, and depart not from the sayings of my mouth.
8Remove far from her thy way, and come not nigh to the door of her house;
9That thou mayest not give up unto others thy vigor, and thy years unto the cruel;
10That strangers may not satisfy themselves with thy strength, and with thy exertions, in the house of an alien:
11While thou moanest at thy end, when thy flesh and thy body are coming to their end,
12And thou sayest, How have I hated correction, and how hath my heart rejected reproof;
13While I hearkened not to the voice of my instructors, and to my teachers I inclined not my ear;
14But little more was wanting, and I had been in all kinds of unhappiness in the midst of the congregation and assembly.
15Drink water out of thy own cistern, and running waters out of thy own well.