Proverbs 5

¹My son, attend unto my wisdom,

²That thou mayest regard discretion,

³For the lips of a strange woman drop as a honeycomb,

⁴But her end is bitter as wormwood,

⁵Her feet go down to death;

⁶Lest thou shouldest ponder the path of life,

⁷Hear me now therefore, O ye children,

⁸Remove thy way far from her,

⁹Lest thou give thine honour unto others,

¹⁰Lest strangers be filled with thy wealth;

¹¹And thou mourn at the last,

¹²And say, How have I hated instruction,

¹³And have not obeyed the voice of my teachers,

¹⁴I was almost in all evil

¹⁵Drink waters out of thine own cistern,

¹⁶Let thy fountains be dispersed abroad,

¹⁷Let them be only thine own,

¹⁸Let thy fountain be blessed:

¹⁹Let her be as the loving hind and pleasant roe;

²⁰And why wilt thou, my son, be ravisht with a strange woman,

²¹For the ways of man are before the eyes of the Lord,

²²His own iniquities shall take the wicked himself,

²³He shall die without instruction;