1 My son, keep my words, And treasure my commandments within you.

2 Keep my commandments and live, And my teaching as the apple of your eye.

3 Bind them on your fingers; Write them on the tablet of your heart.

4 Say to wisdom, “You are my sister,” And call understanding your intimate friend;

5 That they may keep you from an adulteress, From the foreigner who flatters with her words.

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

7 And I saw among the naive, I discerned among the youths, A young man lacking sense,

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

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

10 And behold, a woman comes to meet him, Dressed as a harlot and cunning of heart.

11 She is boisterous and rebellious; Her feet do not remain at home;

12 She is now in the streets, now in the squares, And lurks by every corner.

13 So she seizes him and kisses him, And with a brazen face she says to him:

14 “I was due to offer peace offerings; Today I have paid my vows.

15 “Therefore I have come out to meet you, To seek your presence earnestly, and I have found you.

Proverbs 7:1-15, New American Standard 1977. Copyright © 1977 by The Lockman Foundation.
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