[1] My son, pay attention to my wisdom, turn your ear to my words of insight,
[2] that you may maintain discretion and your lips may preserve knowledge.
[3] For the lips of the adulterous woman drip honey, and her speech is smoother than oil;
[4] but in the end she is bitter as gall, sharp as a double-edged sword.
[5] Her feet go down to death; her steps lead straight to the grave.
[6] She gives no thought to the way of life; her paths wander aimlessly, but she does not know it.
[7] Now then, my sons, listen to me; do not turn aside from what I say.
[8] Keep to a path far from her, do not go near the door of her house,
[9] lest you lose your honor to others and your dignity to one who is cruel,
[10] lest strangers feast on your wealth and your toil enrich the house of another.
[11] At the end of your life you will groan, when your flesh and body are spent.
[12] You will say, “How I hated discipline! How my heart spurned correction!
[13] I would not obey my teachers or turn my ear to my instructors.
[14] And I was soon in serious trouble in the assembly of God’s people.” [
15] Drink water from your own cistern, running water from your own well.
[16] Should your springs overflow in the streets, your streams of water in the public squares?
[17] Let them be yours alone, never to be shared with strangers.
[18] May your fountain be blessed, and may you rejoice in the wife of your youth.
[19] A loving doe, a graceful deer—may her breasts satisfy you always, may you ever be intoxicated with her love.
[20] Why, my son, be intoxicated with another man’s wife? Why embrace the bosom of a wayward woman?
[21] For your ways are in full view of the Lord, and he examines all your paths.
[22] The evil deeds of the wicked ensnare them; the cords of their sins hold them fast.
[23] For lack of discipline they will die, led astray by their own great folly..