1My son, keep my words, and lay up my commandments with thee.
2Keep my commandments, and live; and my teaching, as the apple of thine eye.
3Bind them upon thy fingers, write them upon the tablet of thy heart.
4Say unto wisdom, Thou art my sister, and call intelligence thy kinswoman:
5that they may keep thee from the strange woman, from the stranger who flattereth with her words.
6For at the window of my house, I looked forth through my lattice,
7and I beheld among the simple ones, I discerned among the sons, a young man void of understanding,
8passing through the street near her corner; and he went the way to her house,
9in the twilight, in the evening of the day, in the blackness of night and the darkness.