Proverbs 5:3 - 5:23

For the lips of a strange woman drip honey

And smoother than oil is her speech;

But her end is bitter as wormwood,

Sharp as a two‑edged sword.

Her feet go down to death,

Her steps take hold of Sheol,

Lest she watch the path of life;

Her tracks are unstable, she does not know it.

So now, my sons, listen to me

And do not turn away from the words of my mouth.

Keep your way far from her

And do not go near the door of her house,

Lest you give your splendor to others

And your years to the cruel one;

Lest strangers be satisfied by your strength

And by your painful labor, those in the house of a foreigner;

And you groan at your end,

When your flesh and your body are consumed;

And you say, “How I have hated discipline!

And my heart spurned reproof!

I have not listened to the voice of my instructors,

And I have not inclined my ear to my teachers!

I was almost in utter ruin

In the midst of the assembly and congregation.”

Drink water from your own cistern

And fresh water from your own well.

Should your springs be dispersed abroad,

Streams of water in the streets?

Let them be for you alone,

And not for strangers with you.

Let your fountain be blessed,

And be glad in the wife of your youth.

As a loving hind and a graceful doe,

Let her breasts satisfy you at all times;

Be intoxicated always with her love.

So why should you, my son, be intoxicated with a strange woman

And embrace the bosom of a foreign woman?

For the ways of a man are before the eyes of Yahweh,

And He watches all his tracks.

His own iniquities will capture him who is the wicked one,

And with the cords of his sin he will be held fast.

He will die for lack of discipline,

And in the abundance of his folly he will stumble in intoxication.