27For a prostitute is a deep pit; And a wayward wife is a narrow well.

28Yes, she lies in wait like a robber, And increases the unfaithful among men.

15Drink water out of your own cistern, Running water out of your own well.

16Should your springs overflow in the streets, Streams of water in the public squares?

17Let them be for yourself alone, Not for strangers with you.

18Let your spring be blessed. Rejoice in the wife of your youth.

19A loving hind and a pleasant doe -- Let her breasts satisfy you at all times. Be captivated always with her love.

20For why should you, my son, be captivated with an adulteress? Why embrace the bosom of another?

3For the lips of an adulteress drip honey. Her mouth is smoother than oil,

4But in the end she is as bitter as wormwood, And as sharp as a two-edged sword.

5Her feet go down to death. Her steps lead straight to Sheol.

6She gives no thought to the way of life. Her ways are crooked, and she doesn`t know it.

25Don`t lust after her beauty in your heart, Neither let her captivate you with her eyelids.

26For a prostitute reduces you to a piece of bread. The adulteress hunts for your precious life.

27Can a man scoop fire into his lap, And his clothes not be burned?

28Or can one walk on hot coals, And his feet not be scorched?

29So is he who goes in to his neighbor`s wife. Whoever touches her will not be unpunished.

32He who commits adultery with a woman is void of understanding. He who does it destroys his own soul.

33He will get wounds and dishonor. His reproach will not be wiped away.

34For jealousy arouses the fury of the husband. He won`t spare in the day of vengeance.

35He won`t regard any ransom, Neither will he rest content, though you give many gifts.

24Now therefore, sons, listen to 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 host.

27Her house is the way to Sheol, Going down to the chambers of death.

6For at the window of my house, I looked forth 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. This day 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.

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

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

19For my husband isn`t 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 doesn`t know that it will cost his life.

17"Stolen water is sweet. Food eaten in secret is pleasant."

18But he doesn`t know that the dead are there, That her guests are in the depths of Sheol.