ASV(i)
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.
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.