1. My son, attend unto my wisdom; incline thine ear to my understanding:
2. That thou mayest preserve discretion, and that thy lips may keep knowledge.
3. For the lips of a strange woman drop honey, and her mouth is smoother than oil:
4. But her latter end is bitter as wormwood, sharp as a two-edged sword.
5. Her feet go down to death; her steps take hold on Sheol;
6. So that she findeth not the level path of life: her ways are unstable and she knoweth it not.
7. Now therefore, my sons, hearken unto me, and depart not from the words of my mouth.