1. My son, attend unto my wisdom, and bow thine ear to my intelligence;
2. that thou may keep council and that thy lips may conserve knowledge.
3. For the lips of the strange woman drop as a honeycomb, and her mouth is smoother than oil,
4. But her end is bitter as wormwood, sharp as a twoedged sword.
5. Her feet go down to death, her steps uphold Sheol,
6. lest thou should ponder the path of life, her ways are unstable; thou shalt not know them.
7. Hear me now therefore, O ye sons, and do not depart from the words of my mouth.
8. Remove thy way far from her, and do not come near the door of her house,
9. lest thou give thine honour unto others and thy years unto the cruel,
10. lest strangers be filled with thy wealth, and thy labours be in the house of a stranger,
11. and thou mourn at the last when thy flesh and thy body are consumed