1 My son, pay attention to my wisdom,
turn your ear to my words of insight,
and your lips may preserve knowledge.
and her speech is smoother than oil;
sharp as a double-edged sword.
her steps lead straight to the grave.
her paths wander aimlessly, but she does not know it.
do not turn aside from what I say.
do not go near the door of her house,
and your dignitya to one who is cruel,
and your toil enrich the house of another.
when your flesh and body are spent.
How my heart spurned correction!
or turn my ear to my instructors.
in the assembly of God’s people.”
running water from your own well.
your streams of water in the public squares?
never to be shared with strangers.
and may you rejoice in the wife of your youth.
may her breasts satisfy you always,
may you ever be intoxicated with her love.
Why embrace the bosom of a wayward woman?
and he examines all your paths.
the cords of their sins hold them fast.
led astray by their own great folly.