Proverbs 7:8–13

passing along the street near her corner,

taking the road to her house

in the twilight, in the evening,

at the time of night and darkness.

And behold, the woman meets him,

dressed as a prostitute, wily of heart.

She is loud and wayward;

her feet do not stay at home;

now in the street, now in the market,

and at every corner she lies in wait.

She seizes him and kisses him,

and with bold face she says to him,

He was going down the street near her corner,

walking along in the direction of her house

at twilight, as the day was fading,

as the dark of night set in.

Then out came a woman to meet him,

dressed like a prostitute and with crafty intent.

(She is unruly and defiant,

her feet never stay at home;

now in the street, now in the squares,

at every corner she lurks.)

She took hold of him and kissed him

and with a brazen face she said:

Crossing the street near her corner,

he strolled down the road to her house

at twilight, in the evening,

in the dark of the night.

A woman came to meet him

dressed like a prostitute,

having a hidden agenda.

She is loud and defiant;

her feet do not stay at home.

Now in the street, now in the squares,

she lurks at every corner.

She grabs him and kisses him;

she brazenly says to him,

He was crossing the street near the house of an immoral woman,

strolling down the path by her house.

It was at twilight, in the evening,

as deep darkness fell.

The woman approached him,

seductively dressed and sly of heart.

She was the brash, rebellious type,

never content to stay at home.

She is often in the streets and markets,

soliciting at every corner.

She threw her arms around him and kissed him,

and with a brazen look she said,

passing on the street at her corner,

and he takes the road to her house,

at twilight, at the day’s evening,

in the midst of night and the darkness.

Then behold! A woman comes to meet him

with the garment of a prostitute and a secret heart.

She is loud and stubborn;

her feet do not stay at her house.

Now in the street, now in the square,

at every corner she lies in wait.

She took hold of him and kissed him.

Her face was impudent, and she said to him,

Passing through the street near her corner;

And he went the way to her house,

In the twilight, in the evening,

In the black and dark night:

And, behold, there met him a woman

With the attire of an harlot, and subtil of heart.

(She is loud and stubborn;

Her feet abide not in her house:

Now is she without, now in the streets,

And lieth in wait at every corner.)

So she caught him, and kissed him,

And with an impudent face said unto him,