To deliver thee from the strange woman, From the stranger who hath made smooth her sayings,

For the lips of a strange woman drop honey, And smoother than oil is her mouth,

And why dost thou magnify thyself, My son, with a stranger? And embrace the bosom of a strange woman?

To preserve thee from an evil woman, From the flattery of the tongue of a strange woman.

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

A deep pit is the mouth of strange women, The abhorred of Jehovah falleth there.

For a harlot is a deep ditch, And a strange woman is a strait pit.

Thine eyes see strange women, And thy heart speaketh perverse things.

Take his garment, when a stranger hath been surety, And for a strange woman pledge it.