Proverbs 7:1-13 ▼

1 My sonne kepe my words, and lay vp my commaundements by thee.

2 Kepe my commaundementes & my lawe, euen as the apple of thyne eye, and thou shalt liue.

3 Binde them vpon thy fingers, and wryte them in the table of thyne heart.

4 Say vnto wysdome, thou art my sister: and call vnderstanding thy kinsewoman:

5 That they may kepe thee from the straunge woman, and from the forraine woman which geueth sweete wordes.

6 For at the windowe of my house I loked through the windowe,

7 And behelde among the simple people and among the chyldren a young man voyde of wyt,

8 Goyng ouer the streate by the corner in the way towarde her house

9 In the twylight of the euening, when it began nowe to be night and darke:

10 And behold there met hym a woman with open tokens of an harlot, onlye her heart was hid:

11 She was full of loude wordes and redye to dallie, whose feete coulde not abide in the house:

12 Nowe is she without, nowe in the streates, and lyeth in wayte at euery corner.

13 She caught hym and kissed him, and was not ashamed, saying: