She doesn’t consider the path of life;
she doesn’t know that her ways are unstable.

So now, my sons, listen to me,
and don’t turn away from the words of my mouth.

Keep your way far from her.
Don’t go near the door of her house.

strangers will drain your resources,
and your earnings will end up in a foreigner’s house.

Otherwise, you will give up your vitality to others
and your years to someone cruel;

At the end of your life, you will lament
when your physical body has been consumed,

My son, pay attention to my wisdom;
listen closely to my understanding

For a man’s ways are before the Lord’s eyes,
and He considers all his paths.

and you will say, “How I hated discipline,
and how my heart despised correction.

I didn’t obey my teachers
or listen closely to my mentors.

Though the lips of the forbidden woman drip honey
and her words are smoother than oil,

I am on the verge of complete ruin
before the entire community.”

A wicked man’s iniquities entrap him;
he is entangled in the ropes of his own sin.

A loving doe, a graceful fawn—
let her breasts always satisfy you;
be lost in her love forever.

He will die because there is no discipline,
and be lost because of his great stupidity.

They should be for you alone
and not for you to share with strangers.

in the end she’s as bitter as wormwood
and as sharp as a double-edged sword.

Should your springs flow in the streets,
streams of water in the public squares?

Her feet go down to death;
her steps head straight for Sheol.

Why, my son, would you be infatuated
with a forbidden woman
or embrace the breast of a stranger?

so that you may maintain discretion
and your lips safeguard knowledge.

Let your fountain be blessed,
and take pleasure in the wife of your youth.

Drink water from your own cistern,
water flowing from your own well.