Proverbs 9:17 Themes and Topics

And, when the woman saw that the tree was good for food, and that it was desirable to the eyes and the tree was pleasant to make one knowing, then took she of the fruit thereof, and did eat, and she gave to her husband also, along with her, and he did eat. Verse Concepts

For, great swelling words of vanity, uttering, they entice with carnal covetings - in wanton ways - them who are, well-nigh, escaping from the men who, in error, have their behaviour; Verse Concepts

When I saw among the spoil a certain goodly mantle of Babylonia and two hundred shekels of silver and a certain wedge of gold - fifty shekels the weight thereof, then I coveted them, then I took them, - and, there they are, hid in the earth, in the midst of my tent, and the silver under it. Verse Concepts

There is a way that enticeth a man, but, at the latter end thereof, are the ways of death! Verse Concepts

Stolen waters, will be sweet, - and a secret meal, will be pleasant; Verse Concepts

But, each one, is tempted, when, by his own coveting, he is drawn out and enticed, Verse Concepts

So will I visit upon her the days of the Baals, unto whom she used to burn incense, and decked herself with her nose-ring and her jewelry, and went her way after her lovers, - whereas, me, she forgat, Declareth Yahweh. Verse Concepts

And lo! a woman, came to meet him, attired as one unchaste, of a wily heart. Verse Concepts

So she sitteth at the entrance of her house, upon a seat, in the heights of the city; To invite them who pass by the way, who are going straight on in their paths: Whoso is simple, let him turn aside hither, and, as for him that lacketh sense, she saith to him: read more.
Stolen waters, will be sweet, - and a secret meal, will be pleasant;

So shall it be in that day, That Tyre shall be forgotten seventy years, According to the days of a certain king: At the end of seventy years, shall it befall Tyre according to the song of the harlot: Take thou a lyre, Go round the city, O harlot forgotten, - Sweetly touch the strings Lengthen out the song, That thou mayest be called to mind.

To rescue thee, from the woman that is a stranger, from the female unknown, who with her speeches seduceth; Verse Concepts

Boisterous, is she, and rebellious, In her house, abide not her feet; Now outside, now in the broadways, and, near every corner, she lieth in wait: So she caught him, and kissed him, and, embolding her face, she said to him: read more.
Peace-offerings, are by me, to-day, have I paid my vows; For this cause, came I forth to meet thee, to seek diligently thy face, and I have found thee: Coverlets, have I spread on my couch of pleasure, dark-hued stuffs, of the yarn of Egypt; I have sprinkled my bed, with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon: Come! let us take our fill of endearments, until morning, let us delight ourselves with caresses; For the husband is not in his house, he hath gone on a journey afar; A bag of silver, hath he taken in his hand, On the day of the full moon, will he enter his house. She turneth him aside, with her great persuasiveness, - with the flattery of her lips, she compelleth him: Going after her instantly, as an ox, to the slaughter, he entereth, and, as in fetters, unto the correction of a fool. Until an arrow cleaveth his liver, as a bird hasteth into a snare, and knoweth not, that, for his life, it is! Now, therefore, ye sons, hearken unto me, and attend, to the sayings of my mouth; Let not thy heart, turn aside to her ways, Do not go astray, in her paths. For, many, wounded, hath she caused to fail, - yea strong men, slain wholly by her: Ways to hades, are in her house, descending into the chambers of death.

The woman Stupidity, is boisterous, so simple that she knoweth not what she would do; So she sitteth at the entrance of her house, upon a seat, in the heights of the city; To invite them who pass by the way, who are going straight on in their paths: read more.
Whoso is simple, let him turn aside hither, and, as for him that lacketh sense, she saith to him: Stolen waters, will be sweet, - and a secret meal, will be pleasant; But he knoweth not, that the shades are there; In the depths of hades, are her guests.