Passing through the street near her corner; and he went the way to her house,

My husband isn’t home;
he went on a long journey.

He went after her straightway, as an ox goeth to the slaughter, and as stocks serve for the correction of the fool;

I went by the field of the slothful, and by the vineyard of the man void of understanding;

Who went up to heaven, and cometh down? Who hath gathered the wind in his fists? Who hath bound waters in a garment? Who established all ends of the earth? What is His name? and what His son's name? Surely thou knowest!