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The Book of Proverbs
Chapter 7
The love of wisdom is the best preservative from being led astray by temptation.
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My son, keep my words, and lay up my precepts with thee. Son, |
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Keep my commandments, and thou shalt live: and my law as the apple of thy eye: |
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Bind it upon thy fingers, write it upon the tables of thy heart. |
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Say to wisdom: Thou art my sister: and call prudence thy friend, |
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That she may keep thee from the woman that is not thine, and from the stranger who sweeteneth her words. |
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For I looked out of the window of my house through the lattice, |
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And I see little ones, I behold a foolish young man, |
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Who passeth through the street by the corner, and goeth nigh the way of her house, |
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In the dark when it grows late, in the darkness and obscurity of the night. |
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And behold a woman meeteth him in harlot's attire, prepared to deceive souls: talkative and wandering, |
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Not bearing to be quiet, not able to abide still at home, |
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Now abroad, now in the streets, now lying in wait near the corners. |
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And catching the young man, she kisseth him, and with an impudent face, flattereth, saying: |
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I vowed victims for prosperity, this day I have paid my vows. |
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Therefore I am come out to meet thee, desirous to see thee, and I have found thee. |
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I have woven my bed with cords, I have covered it with painted tapestry, brought from Egypt. |
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I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon. |
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Come, let us be inebriated with the breasts, and let us enjoy the desired embraces, till the day appear. |
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For my husband is not at home, he is gone a very long journey. |
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He took with him a bag of money: he will return home the day of the full moon. |
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She entangled him with many words, and drew him away with the flattery of her lips. |
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Immediately he followeth her as an ox led to be a victim, and as a lamb playing the wanton, and not knowing that he is drawn like a fool to bonds, |
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Till the arrow pierce his liver: as if a bird should make haste to the snare, and knoweth not that his life is in danger. |
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Now, therefore, my son, hear me, and attend to the words of my mouth. |
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Let not thy mind be drawn away in her ways: neither be thou deceived with her paths. |
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For she hath cast down many wounded, and the strongest have been slain by her. |
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Her house is the way to hell, reaching even to the inner chambers of death. |
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