My son, pay attention to my wisdom; stretch your ear to my understanding;
2so that you may keep judgment, and your lips may keep knowledge.
3For the lips of a strange woman drip honey, and her palate is sweeter than oil,
4but afterwards, she is bitter as wormwood, sharp as a sword of mouths;
5her feet go down to death; her steps take hold on hell,
6lest you should meditate on the path of life, her tracks are movable, you cannot know them.
7Then hear me now, O sons, and do not depart from the words of my mouth.
8Remove your ways far from her, and do not come near to the door of her house,
9lest you give your honor to others, and your years to the cruel;
10that strangers not be filled with your strength, and your labors be in the house of an alien,
11and you moan when your end comes, when your flesh and muscle are eaten away;
12and say, How I have hated instruction, and my heart despised correction;
13and I have not heard the voice of my teachers, nor stretched my ear to those instructing me.
14I was almost in all evil in the midst of the congregation and assembly.
15Drink waters out of your own cistern, and running waters out of your own well.
16Should your overflowing springs be scattered outside, like rivers of waters in the streets?
17Let them be only your own, and not to strangers with you;
18let your fountains be blessed, and rejoice with the wife of your youth;
19she is a loving deer, a graceful doe; let her breasts satisfy you every time, and always be ravished in her love.
20And my son, why will you be ravished with a strange woman, and embrace a foreigner's bosom?
21For the ways of man are before the eyes of Jehovah, and He ponders all his tracks.
22His own iniquities shall take the wicked himself, and he shall be held with the cords of his sin.
23He shall die without instruction, and in the greatness of his foolishness he shall go astray.