1 My son, be attentive to my wisdom; incline your ear to my understanding,
2 that you may keep discretion,and your lips may guard knowledge.
3 For the lips of a forbidden woman drip honey,and her speech is smoother than oil,
4 but in the end she is bitter as wormwood, sharp as a two-edged sword.
5 Her feet go down to death;her steps follow the path to Sheol;
6 she does not ponder the path of life;her ways wander, and she does not know it.