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Proverbs 7

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¹My son, keep my words, And lay up my commandments with thee. ²Keep my commandments and live; And my law 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 understandingthy kinswoman: ⁵That they may keep thee from the strange woman, From the foreigner that 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 youths, 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 middle of the night and in the darkness. ¹⁰And, behold, there met him a woman With the attire of a harlot, and wily of heart. ¹¹(She is clamorous and wilful; Her feet abide not in her house: ¹²Now she is in the streets, now in the broad places, And lieth in wait at every corner.) ¹³So she caught him, and kissed him, Andwith an impudent face she said unto him: ¹⁴Sacrifices of peace-offerings are with me; This day have I paid my vows. ¹⁵Therefore came I forth to meet thee, Diligently to seek thy face, and I have found thee. ¹⁶I have spread my couch with carpets of tapestry, With striped cloths of the yarn of Egypt. ¹⁷I have perfumed my bed With myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon. ¹⁸Come, let us take our fill of love until the morning; Let us solace ourselves with loves. ¹⁹For the man is not at home; He is gone a long journey: ²⁰He hath taken a bag of money with him; He will come home at the full moon. ²¹With her much fair speech she causeth him to yield; With the flattering of her lips she forceth him along. ²²He goeth after her straightway, As an ox goeth to the slaughter, Or asone infetters to the correction of the fool; ²³Till an arrow strike through his liver; As a bird hasteth to the snare, And knoweth not that it is for his life. ²⁴Now therefore, mysons, hearken unto me, And attend to the words of my mouth. ²⁵Let not thy heart decline to her ways; Go not astray in her paths. ²⁶For she hath cast down many wounded: Yea, all her slain are a mighty host. ²⁷Her house is the way to Sheol, Going down to the chambers of death.