7:1  My son! keep my sayings, And my commands lay up with thee.

7:2  Keep my commands, and live, And my law as the pupil of thine eye.

7:3  Bind them on thy fingers, Write them on the tablet of thy heart.

7:4  Say to wisdom, `My sister Thou `art'.' And cry to understanding, `Kinswoman!'

7:5  To preserve thee from a strange woman, From a stranger who hath made smooth her sayings.

7:6  For, at a window of my house, Through my casement I have looked out,

7:7  And I do see among the simple ones, I discern among the sons, A young man lacking understanding,

7:8  Passing on in the street, near her corner, And the way `to' her house he doth step,

7:9  In the twilight -- in the evening of day, In the darkness of night and blackness.

7:10  And, lo, a woman to meet him -- (A harlot's dress, and watchful of heart,

7:11  Noisy she `is', and stubborn, In her house her feet rest not.

7:12  Now in an out-place, now in broad places, And near every corner she lieth in wait) --

7:13  And she laid hold on him, and kissed him, She hath hardened her face, and saith to him,

7:14  `Sacrifices of peace-offerings `are' by me, To-day I have completed my vows.

7:15  Therefore I have come forth to meet thee, To seek earnestly thy face, and I find thee.

7:16  `With' ornamental coverings I decked my couch, Carved works -- cotton of Egypt.

7:17  I sprinkled my bed -- myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.

7:18  Come, we are filled `with' loves till the morning, We delight ourselves in loves.

7:19  For the man is not in his house, He hath gone on a long journey.

7:20  A bag of money he hath taken in his hand, At the day of the new moon he cometh to his house.'

7:21  She turneth him aside with the abundance of her speech, With the flattery of her lips she forceth him.

7:22  He is going after her straightway, As an ox unto the slaughter he cometh, And as a fetter unto the chastisement of a fool,

7:23  Till an arrow doth split his liver, As a bird hath hastened unto a snare, And hath not known that it `is' for its life.

7:24  And now, ye sons, hearken to me, And give attention to sayings of my mouth.

7:25  Let not thy heart turn unto her ways, Do not wander in her paths,

7:26  For many `are' the wounded she caused to fall, And mighty `are' all her slain ones.

7:27  The ways of Sheol -- her house, Going down unto inner chambers of death!