3For the lips of a strange woman drop honey,

And her mouth is smoother than oil:

4But in the end she is bitter as wormwood,

Sharp as a two-edged sword.

5Her feet go down to death;

Her steps take hold on Sheol;

6So that she findeth not the level path of life:

Her ways are unstable, and she knoweth it not.

7Now therefore, my sons, hearken unto me,

And depart not from the words of my mouth.

8Remove thy way far from her,

And come not nigh the door of her house;

9Lest thou give thine honor unto others,

And thy years unto the cruel;

10Lest strangers be filled with thy strength,

And thy labors be in the house of an alien,

11And thou mourn at thy latter end,

When thy flesh and thy body are consumed,

12And say, How have I hated instruction,

And my heart despised reproof;

13Neither have I obeyed the voice of my teachers,

Nor inclined mine ear to them that instructed me!

14I was well-nigh in all evil

In the midst of the assembly and congregation.