King James VersionProverbs5


1 My son, at­tend unto my wis­dom, and bow thine ear to my un­der­stand­ing:
2 That thou mayest re­gard dis­cre­tion, and that thy lips may keep knowl­edge.
3 For the lips of a strange wom­an drop as an hon­ey­comb, and her mouth is smoother than oil:
4 But her end is bit­ter as worm­wood, sharp as a twoedged sword.
5 Her feet go down to death; her steps take hold on hell.
6 Lest thou shouldest pon­der the path of life, her ways are move­able, that thou canst not know them.
7 Hear me now there­fore, O ye chil­dren, and de­part not from the words of my mouth.
8 Re­move thy way far from her, and come not nigh the door of her house:
9 Lest thou give thine hon­our unto oth­ers, and thy years unto the cru­el:
10 Lest strangers be filled with thy wealth; and thy labours be in the house of a stranger;
11 And thou mourn at the last, when thy flesh and thy body are con­sumed,
12 And say, How have I hat­ed in­struc­tion, and my heart de­spised re­proof;
13 And have not obeyed the voice of my teach­ers, nor in­clined mine ear to them that in­struct­ed me!
14 I was al­most in all evil in the midst of the con­gre­ga­tion and as­sem­bly.
15 Drink wa­ters out of thine own cis­tern, and run­ning wa­ters out of thine own well.
16 Let thy foun­tains be dis­persed abroad, and rivers of wa­ters in the streets.
17 Let them be only thine own, and not strangers' with thee.
18 Let thy foun­tain be blessed: and re­joice with the wife of thy youth.
19 Let her be as the lov­ing hind and pleas­ant roe; let her breasts sat­is­fy thee at all times; and be thou rav­ished al­ways with her love.
20 And why wilt thou, my son, be rav­ished with a strange wom­an, and em­brace the bo­som of a stranger?
21 For the ways of man are be­fore the eyes of the LORD, and he pon­dereth all his go­ings.
22 His own in­iq­ui­ties shall take the wicked him­self, and he shall be hold­en with the cords of his sins.
23 He shall die with­out in­struc­tion; and in the great­ness of his fol­ly he shall go astray.