3 For the lips of a astrange woman bdrip honey
And csmoother than oil is her speech;
4 But her end is abitter as wormwood,
bSharp as a two‑edged sword.
5 Her feet ago down to death,
Her steps take hold of Sheol,
6 Lest she watch the apath of life;
Her tracks are bunstable, she cdoes not know it.
7 aSo now, my sons, listen to me
And bdo not turn away from the words of my mouth.
8 aKeep your way far from her
And do not go near the bdoor of her house,
9 Lest you give your splendor to others
And your years to the cruel one;
10 Lest strangers be satisfied by your strength
And by your painful labor, those in the house of a foreigner;
11 And you groan at your end,
When your flesh and your body are consumed;
12 And you say, “How I have ahated discipline!
And my heart bspurned reproof!
13 I have not listened to the voice of my ainstructors,
And I have not inclined my ear to my teachers!
14 I was almost in utter ruin
In the midst of the assembly and congregation.”