Proverbs 7:1-12 ▼

1 My son, keep my words And treasure my commandments within you.

2 Keep my commandments and live, And my teaching as the apple of your eye.

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

4 Say to wisdom, “You are my sister,” And call understanding your intimate friend,

5 So that they may keep you from an adulteress, From the foreigner who flatters with her words.

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

7 And I saw among the naive, And discerned among the youths A young man lacking sense,

8 Passing through the street near her corner; And he walks along the way to her house,

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

10 And behold, a woman comes to meet him, Dressed as a prostitute and cunning of heart.

11 She is boisterous and rebellious, Her feet do not remain at home;

12 She is now in the streets, now in the public squares, And lurks by every corner.