Proverbs 5

¹My son, attend unto my wisdom;

²That thou mayest preserve discretion,

³For the lips of a strange woman drop honey,

⁴But in the end she is bitter as wormwood,

⁵Her feet go down to death;

⁶So that she findeth not the level path of life:

⁷Now therefore, my sons, hearken unto me,

⁸Remove thy way far from her,

⁹Lest thou give thine honor unto others,

¹⁰Lest strangers be filled with thy strength,

¹¹And thou mourn at thy latter end,

¹²And say, How have I hated instruction,

¹³Neither have I obeyed the voice of my teachers,

¹⁴I was well-nigh in all evil

¹⁵Drink waters out of thine own cistern,

¹⁶Should thy springs be dispersed abroad,

¹⁷Let them be for thyself alone,

¹⁸Let thy fountain be blessed;

¹⁹As a loving hind and a pleasant doe,

²⁰For why shouldest thou, my son, be ravished with a strange woman,

²¹For the ways of man are before the eyes of Jehovah;

²²His own iniquities shall take the wicked,

²³He shall die for lack of instruction;