1My son, keep my words, and hide with you my commandments. My son, honour the Lord, and you shall be strong; and fear none but him:
2keep my commandments, and you shall live; and keep my words as the pupils of your eyes.
3And bind them on your fingers, and write them on the table of your heart.
4Say that wisdom is your sister, and gain prudence as an acquaintance for yourself;
5that she may keep you from the strange and wicked woman, if she should assail you with flattering words.
6For she looks from a window out of her house into the streets, at one whom she may see of the senseless ones, a young man void of understanding,
7passing by the corner in the passages near her house,
8and speaking, in the dark of the evening,
9when there happens to be the stillness of night and of darkness: