The Book of Proverbs



Proverbs, Chapter 7


My son, keep my words and store up my commands within you.

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Keep my commands and live, and my law as the pupil of your eye.


Tie them on your fingers; write them on the tablet of your heart.


Say to wisdom, You [are] my sister, and call understanding [your] kinsman,

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so that they may keep you from the strange woman, from the alien with her flattering words.

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For I looked through my lattice, at the window of my house,


and I saw among the simple ones, I observed among the sons a young man lacking heart,


passing through the street near her corner; and he went the way to her house,

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in the twilight, in the evening, in the black and darkness of night.


And, behold, a woman to meet him, with a harlot's dress, and a guarded heart;


she [is] loud and stubborn; her feet do not stay in her own house.


At this time [she is] outside, now in the streets, and [she] lies in wait at every corner;


and she seizes him and kisses him; she hardens her face and says to him,

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Sacrifices of peace offerings are on me, today I have paid my vows;

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so I came out to meet you, earnestly to seek your face, and I have found you.

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I have spread my couch with coverings, with striped cloths of Egyptian linen.


I have sprinkled my bed with myrrh, aloes and cinnamon.

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Come, let us take our fill of love until the morning, let us delight ourselves with caresses.


For my husband [is] not at his house; he is going in the way, far away.

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He has taken a bag of silver in his hand; at the day of the full moon he will enter his house.

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With the sum of her persuasion she turned him aside; with the flattering of her lips she forced him.


He goes after her immediately, as an ox goes to the slaughter; or as one in fetters goes to the correction of a fool,

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until an arrow strikes through his liver, as a bird hastens to the snare, and not knowing that it [is] for his soul.

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Now, then, listen to me, O sons, and attend to the words of my mouth:

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Do not let your heart turn aside to her ways; do not go astray in her paths.


For many [are] the wounded she has caused to fall; and plentiful all her slain ones.


The ways of Sheol [are] in her house, leading down to the rooms of death.







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