Proverbs 9:14
For she sitteth at the door of her house, on a seat in the high places of the city,
For she sitteth at the door of her house, on a seat in the high places of the city,
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13A 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 wanteth understanding, she saith to him,
1Doth not wisdom cry? and understanding put forth her voice?
2She standeth in the top of high places, by the way in the places of the paths.
3She crieth at the gates, at the entry of the city, at the coming in at the doors.
15To call passengers who go right on their ways:
16Whoso is simple, let him turn in hither: and as for him that wanteth understanding, she saith to him,
20Wisdom crieth without; she uttereth her voice in the streets:
21She crieth in the chief place of concourse, in the openings of the gates: in the city she uttereth her words, saying,
10And, behold, there met him a woman with the attire of an harlot, and subtil of heart.
11She is loud and stubborn; her feet abide not in her house:
12Now is she without, now in the streets, and lieth in wait at every corner.)
13So she caught him, and kissed him, and with an impudent face said unto him,
1Every wise woman buildeth her house: but the foolish plucketh it down with her hands.
9It is better to dwell in a corner of the housetop, than with a brawling 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 stranger which flattereth with her words.
6For at the window of my house I looked through my casement,
31Give her of the fruit of her hands; and let her own works praise her in the gates.
22She maketh herself coverings of tapestry; her clothing is silk 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 brawling woman and 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 thine heart decline to her ways, go not astray in her paths.
26For she hath cast down many wounded: yea, many strong men have been slain by her.
27Her house is the way to hell, going down to the chambers of death.
7When I went out to the gate through 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.
28She dwelleth and abideth on the rock, upon the crag of the rock, and the strong place.
17Her ways are ways of pleasantness, and all her paths are peace.
8Exalt her, and she shall promote thee: she shall bring thee to honour, when thou dost embrace her.
9She shall give to thine head an ornament of grace: a crown of glory shall she deliver to thee.
14House and riches are the inheritance of fathers: and a prudent wife is from the LORD.
6Lest thou shouldest ponder the path of life, her ways are moveable, that thou canst not know them.
27For a whore is a deep ditch; and a strange woman is a narrow pit.
28She also lieth in wait as for a prey, and increaseth the transgressors among men.
26And her gates shall lament and mourn; and she being desolate shall sit upon the ground.
14The mouth of strange women is a deep pit: he that is abhorred of the LORD shall fall therein.
7Wisdom is too high for a fool: he openeth not his mouth in the gate.
31In that thou buildest thine eminent place in the head of every way, and makest thine high place in every street; and hast not been as an harlot, in that thou scornest hire;
19She layeth her hands to the spindle, and her hands hold the distaff.
22He goeth after her straightway, as an ox goeth to the slaughter, or as a fool to the correction of the stocks;
18What time she lifteth up herself on high, she scorneth the horse and his rider.
14She is like the merchants' ships; she bringeth her food from afar.
22As a jewel of gold in a swine's snout, so is a fair woman which is without discretion.