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Proverbs 6

The Proverbs

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Chapter 7

1

 My son, keep my words, And lay up my commandments with thee. 

 


2

 Keep my commandments and live; And my law as the apple of thine eye. 

 


3

 Bind them upon thy fingers; Write them upon the tablet of thy heart. 

 


4

 Say unto wisdom, Thou art my sister; And call understanding [thy] kinswoman: 

 


5

 That they may keep thee from the strange woman, From the foreigner that flattereth with her words. 

 


6

 For at the window of my house I looked forth through my lattice; 

 


7

 And I beheld among the simple ones, I discerned among the youths, A young man void of understanding, 

 


8

 Passing through the street near her corner; And he went the way to her house, 

 


9

 In the twilight, in the evening of the day, In the middle of the night and in the darkness. 

 


10

 And, 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: 

 


12

 Now she is in the streets, now in the broad places, And lieth in wait at every corner. 

 


13

 So she caught him, and kissed him, [And] with an impudent face she said unto him: 

 


14

 Sacrifices of peace-offerings are with me; This day have I paid my vows. 

 


15

 Therefore came I forth to meet thee, Diligently to seek thy face, and I have found thee. 

 


16

 I have spread my couch with carpets of tapestry, With striped cloths of the yarn of Egypt. 

 


17

 I have perfumed my bed With myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon. 

 


18

 Come, let us take our fill of love until the morning; Let us solace ourselves with loves. 

 


19

 For the man is not at home; He is gone a long journey: 

 


20

 He hath taken a bag of money with him; He will come home at the full moon. 

 


21

 With her much fair speech she causeth him to yield; With the flattering of her lips she forceth him along. 

 


22

 He goeth after her straightway, As an ox goeth to the slaughter, Or as [one in] fetters to the correction of the fool; 

 


23

 Till an arrow strike through his liver; As a bird hasteth to the snare, And knoweth not that it is for his life. 

 


24

 Now therefore, [my] sons, hearken unto me, And attend to the words of my mouth. 

 


25

 Let not thy heart decline to her ways; Go not astray in her paths. 

 


26

 For she hath cast down many wounded: Yea, all her slain are a mighty host. 

 


27

 Her house is the way to Sheol, Going down to the chambers of death. 

 


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