1 My son, give attention to my wisdom, Incline your ear to my understanding;

2 That you may observe discretion And your lips may reserve knowledge.

3 For the lips of an adulteress drip honey And smoother than oil is her speech;

4 But in the end she is bitter as wormwood, Sharp as a two-edged sword.

5 Her feet go down to death, Her steps take hold of Sheol.

6 She does not ponder the path of life; Her ways are unstable, she does not know it.

7 Now then, my sons, listen to me And do not depart from the words of my mouth.

8 Keep your way far from her And do not go near the door of her house,

9 Or you will give your vigor to others And your years to the cruel one;

10 And strangers will be filled with your strength And your hard-earned goods will go to the house of an alien;

11 And you groan at your final end, When your flesh and your body are consumed;

Proverbs 5:1-11, New American Standard 1995. Copyright © 1995 by The Lockman Foundation.
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