8 My son, heed the discipline of your father, And do not forsake the Torah of your mother;
9 For they are a fair wreath on your head, And chains about your neck.
10 My son, if sinners entice you, do not give in.
11 If they say, “Come with us, let us lie in wait for blood, Let us ambush the innocent without cause.
12 “Let us swallow them alive like the grave, And entirely, like those going down to the pit.
13 “Let us find all precious goods, Let us fill our houses with spoil.
14 “Cast in your lot among us, Let us all have one purse,”