1My son, keep my words. Lay up my mitzvot ·instructions· within you.

2Obey my mitzvot ·instructions· and live! Guard my teaching as the apple of your eye.

3Bind them on your fingers. Write them on the tablet of your heart.

4Tell wisdom, “You are my sister.” Call understanding your relative,

5that they may keep you from the strange woman, from the foreigner who flatters with her words.

6For at the window of my house, I looked out through my lattice.

7I saw among the simple ones. I discerned among the youths a young man void of understanding,

8passing through the street near her corner, he went the way to her house,

9in the twilight, in the evening of the day, in the middle of the night and in the darkness.

10Behold, there a woman met him with the attire of a prostitute, and with crafty intent.

11She is loud and defiant. Her feet don’t stay in her house.

12Now she is in the streets, now in the squares, and lurking at every corner.

13So she caught him, and kissed him. With an impudent face she said to him:

14“Sacrifices of peace offerings are with me. Today I have paid my vows.

15Therefore I came out to meet you, to diligently seek your face,
and I have found you.

16I have spread my couch with carpets of tapestry, with striped cloths of the yarn of Egypt [Abode of slavery].

17I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.

18Come, let’s take our fill of dod ·loving· until the morning. Let’s solace ourselves with loving.

19For my husband is not at home. He has gone on a long journey.

20He has taken a bag of money with him. He will come home at the full moon.”

21With persuasive words, she led him astray. With the flattering of her lips, she seduced him.

22He followed her immediately, as an ox goes to the slaughter,
as a fool stepping into a noose.

23Until an arrow strikes through his liver, as a bird hurries to the snare,
and does not know that it will cost his life.

24Now therefore, sons, sh'ma ·hear obey· me. Pay attention to the words of my mouth.

25Don’t let your heart turn to her ways. Don’t go astray in her paths,

26for she has thrown down many wounded. Yes, all her slain are a mighty army.

27Her house is the way to Sheol ·Place of the dead·, going down to the rooms of death.