Proverbs 9:14
And she sitteth at the door of her house, On a seat in the high places of the city,
And she sitteth at the door of her house, On a seat in the high places of the city,
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13The foolish woman is clamorous; [She is] simple, and knoweth nothing.
1Wisdom hath builded her house; She hath hewn out her seven pillars:
2She hath killed her beasts; She hath mingled her wine; She hath also furnished her table:
3She hath sent forth her maidens; She crieth upon the highest places of the city:
4Whoso is simple, let him turn in hither: As for him that is void of understanding, she saith to him,
1Doth not wisdom cry, And understanding put forth her voice?
2On the top of high places by the way, Where the paths meet, she standeth;
3Beside the gates, at the entry of the city, At the coming in at the doors, she crieth aloud:
15To call to them that pass by, Who go right on their ways:
16Whoso is simple, let him turn in hither; And as for him that is void of understanding, she saith to him,
20Wisdom crieth aloud in the street; She uttereth her voice in the broad places;
21She crieth in the chief place of concourse; At the entrance of the gates, In the city, she uttereth her words:
10And, behold, there met him a woman With the attire of a harlot, and wily of heart.
11(She is clamorous and wilful; Her feet abide not in her house:
12Now she is in the streets, now in the broad places, And lieth in wait at every corner.)
13So she caught him, and kissed him, [And] with an impudent face she said unto him:
1Every wise woman buildeth her house; But the foolish plucketh it down with her own hands.
9It is better to dwell in the corner of the housetop, Than with a contentious woman in a wide house.
8Remove thy way far from her, And come not nigh the door of her house;
8Passing through the street near her corner; And he went the way to her house,
5That they may keep thee from the strange woman, From the foreigner that flattereth with her words.
6For at the window of my house I looked forth through my lattice;
31Give her of the fruit of her hands; And let her works praise her in the gates.
22She maketh for herself carpets of tapestry; Her clothing is fine linen and purple.
23Her husband is known in the gates, When he sitteth among the elders of the land.
24It is better to dwell in the corner of the housetop, Than with a contentious woman in a wide house.
27She looketh well to the ways of her household, And eateth not the bread of idleness.
18For her house inclineth unto death, And her paths unto the dead;
25Let not thy heart decline to her ways; Go not astray in her paths.
26For she hath cast down many wounded: Yea, all her slain are a mighty host.
27Her house is the way to Sheol, Going down to the chambers of death.
7When I went forth to the gate unto the city, When I prepared my seat in the street,
34Blessed is the man that heareth me, Watching daily at my gates, Waiting at the posts of my doors.
28On the cliff she dwelleth, and maketh her home, Upon the point of the cliff, and the stronghold.
17Her ways are ways of pleasantness, And all her paths are peace.
8Exalt her, and she will promote thee; She will bring thee to honor, when thou dost embrace her.
9She will give to thy head a chaplet of grace; A crown of beauty will she deliver to thee.
14House and riches are an inheritance from fathers; But a prudent wife is from Jehovah.
6So that she findeth not the level path of life: Her ways are unstable, [and] she knoweth [it] not.
27For a harlot is a deep ditch; And a foreign woman is a narrow pit.
28Yea, she lieth in wait as a robber, And increaseth the treacherous among men.
26And her gates shall lament and mourn; and she shall be desolate and sit upon the ground.
14The mouth of strange women is a deep pit: He that is abhorred of Jehovah shall fall therein.
7Wisdom is too high for a fool: He openeth not his mouth in the gate.
31in that thou buildest thy vaulted place at the head of every way, and makest thy lofty place in every street, and hast not been as a harlot, in that thou scornest hire.
19She layeth her hands to the distaff, And her hands hold the spindle.
22He goeth after her straightway, As an ox goeth to the slaughter, Or as [one in] fetters to the correction of the fool;
18What time she lifteth up herself on high, She scorneth the horse and his rider.
14She is like the merchant-ships; She bringeth her bread from afar.
22[ As] a ring of gold in a swine's snout, [So is] a fair woman that is without discretion.