Provérbios 7

¹ My son, keep my words, And lay up my commandments with thee. ² Keep my commandments and live; And my law as the apple of thine eye. ³ Bind them upon thy fingers; Write them upon the tablet of thy heart. ⁴ Say unto wisdom, Thou art my sister; thy kinswoman: ⁵ That they may keep thee from the strange woman, flattereth with her words. ⁶ For at the window of my house I looked forth through my lattice; ⁷ And I beheld among the simple ones, I discerned among the youths, A young man void of understanding, ⁸ Passing through the street near her corner; And he went the way to her house, ⁹ In the twilight, in the evening of the day, middle of the night and in the darkness. ¹⁰ And, behold, there met him a woman wily of heart. ¹¹ (She is clamorous and wilful; Her feet abide not in her house: ¹² Now she is in the streets, now in the broad places, And lieth in wait at every corner.) ¹³ So she caught him, and kissed him, And with an impudent face she said unto him: ¹⁴ Sacrifices of peace-offerings are with me; This day have I paid my vows. ¹⁵ Therefore came I forth to meet thee, Diligently to seek thy face, and I have found thee. ¹⁶ I have spread my couch with carpets of tapestry, With striped cloths of the yarn of Egypt. ¹⁷ I have perfumed my bed With myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon. ¹⁸ Come, let us take our fill of love until the morning; Let us solace ourselves with loves. ¹⁹ For the man is not at home; He is gone a long journey: ²⁰ He hath taken a bag of money with him; He will come home at the full moon. ²¹ With her much fair speech she causeth him to yield; With the flattering of her lips she forceth him along. ²² He goeth after her straightway, As an ox goeth to the slaughter, one in __a__FOOTNOTE__a__ Proverbs 7:22 The Hebrew is obscure. __b__FOOTNOTE__b__ fetters to the correction of the fool; ²³ Till an arrow strike through his liver; As a bird hasteth to the snare, And knoweth not that it is for his life. ²⁴ Now therefore, my sons, hearken unto me, And attend to the words of my mouth. ²⁵ Let not thy heart decline to her ways; Go not astray in her paths. ²⁶ For she hath cast down many wounded: Yea, all her slain are a mighty host. ²⁷ Her house is the way to Sheol, Going down to the chambers of death.