Proverbs 7:1-18

¹My son, keep thou my words; and keep my behests to thee.

²Keep thou my behests, and thou shalt live; and my law, as the apple of thine eye.

³Bind thou it in thy fingers; write thou it in the tables of thine heart.

⁴Say thou to wisdom, Thou art my sister; and call thou prudence thy love.

⁵That it keep thee from a strange woman; and from an alien woman, that maketh her words sweet.

⁶For she saith, For why from the window of mine house, by the lattice, I beheld;

⁷and I see little children, that is, fools that have little wit. I behold a young man coward or the sorry-hearted young man,

⁸that passeth by or through the streets, beside the corner; and he goeth nigh the way of her house,

⁹in dark time, when the day draweth to night, in the darkness and mist in the night.

¹⁰And lo! a woman, made ready with ornament of an whore to deceive souls, meeteth him,

¹¹and she is a jangler, and going about, and unpatient of rest, and may not stand in the house with her feet;

¹²and now withoutforth, now in the streets, now beside the corners, she ambusheth.

¹³And she taketh, and kisseth the young man; and flattereth with wooing cheer, that is, unrestfully, and without shame, and saith,

¹⁴I owed sacrifices for health; today I have yielded my vows.

¹⁵Therefore I went out into thy meeting, and I desired to see thee; and I have found thee.

¹⁶I have made my bed with cords, I have arrayed it with tapets painted or with painted tapets of Egypt;

¹⁷I have besprinkled my bed with myrrh, and aloes, and canel.

¹⁸Come thou, be we filled with touching of teats, and use we embracings that be coveted; till the day begin to be clear.