3 For the lips of a strange woman drop as an honeycomb, and her mouth is smoother than oil: |
4 But her end is bitter as wormwood, sharp as a twoedged sword. |
5 Her feet go down to death; her steps take hold on hell. |
6 Lest thou shouldest ponder the path of life, her ways are moveable, that thou canst not know them. |
7 Hear me now therefore, O ye children, and depart not from the words of my mouth. |
8 Remove thy way far from her, and come not nigh the door of her house: |
9 Lest thou give thine honour unto others, and thy years unto the cruel: |
10 Lest strangers be filled with thy wealth; and thy labours be in the house of a stranger; |
11 And thou mourn at the last, when thy flesh and thy body are consumed, |
12 And say, How have I hated instruction, and my heart despised reproof; |
13 And have not obeyed the voice of my teachers, nor inclined mine ear to them that instructed me! |
14 I was almost in all evil in the midst of the congregation and assembly. |
