1 My son, keep my words,
And
atreasure my commands within you.
2 aKeep my commands and live,
bAnd my law as the apple of your eye.
3 aBind them on your fingers;
Write them on the tablet of your heart.
4 Say to wisdom, “You
are my sister,”
And call understanding
your nearest kin,
5 aThat they may keep you from the immoral woman,
From the seductress
who flatters with her words.
The Crafty Harlot
6 For at the window of my house
I looked through my lattice,
7 And saw among the simple,
I perceived among the
1 youths,
A young man
adevoid of understanding,
8 Passing along the street near her corner;
And he took the path to her house
9 aIn the twilight, in the evening,
In the black and dark night.
10 And there a woman met him,
With the attire of a harlot, and a crafty heart.
11 aShe
was loud and rebellious,
bHer feet would not stay at home.
12 At times
she was outside, at times in the open square,
Lurking at every corner.
13 So she caught him and kissed him;
With an
1 impudent face she said to him:
14 “
I have peace offerings with me;
Today I have paid my vows.
15 So I came out to meet you,
Diligently to seek your face,
And I have found you.
16 I have spread my bed with tapestry,
Colored coverings of
aEgyptian linen.
17 I have perfumed my bed
With myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
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