Proverbs 9:14
She sits at the door of her house, on a seat in the high places of the city,
She sits at the door of her house, on a seat in the high places of the city,
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13 The foolish woman is loud, Undisciplined, and knows nothing.
1 Wisdom has built her house. She has carved out her seven pillars.
2 She has prepared her meat. She has mixed her wine. She has also set her table.
3 She has sent out her maidens. She cries from the highest places of the city:
4 "Whoever is simple, let him turn in here!" As for him who is void of understanding, she says to him,
1 Doesn't wisdom cry out? Doesn't understanding raise her voice?
2 On the top of high places by the way, where the paths meet, she stands.
3 Beside the gates, at the entry of the city, at the entry doors, she cries aloud:
15 To call to those who pass by, who go straight on their ways,
16 "Whoever is simple, let him turn in here." as for him who is void of understanding, she says to him,
20 Wisdom calls aloud in the street. She utters her voice in the public squares.
21 She calls at the head of noisy places. At the entrance of the city gates, she utters her words:
10 Behold, there a woman met him with the attire of a prostitute, and with crafty intent.
11 She is loud and defiant. Her feet don't stay in her house.
12 Now she is in the streets, now in the squares, and lurking at every corner.
13 So she caught him, and kissed him. With an impudent face she said to him:
1 Every wise woman builds her house, but the foolish one tears it down with her own hands.
9 It is better to dwell in the corner of the housetop, than to share a house with a contentious woman.
8 Remove your way far from her. Don't come near the door of her house,
8 passing through the street near her corner, he went the way to her house,
5 that they may keep you from the strange woman, from the foreigner who flatters with her words.
6 For at the window of my house, I looked out through my lattice.
31 Give her of the fruit of her hands! Let her works praise her in the gates!
22 She makes for herself carpets of tapestry. Her clothing is fine linen and purple.
23 Her husband is respected in the gates, when he sits among the elders of the land.
24 It is better to dwell in the corner of the housetop, than to share a house with a contentious woman.
27 She looks well to the ways of her household, and doesn't eat the bread of idleness.
18 for her house leads down to death, her paths to the dead.
25 Don't let your heart turn to her ways. Don't go astray in her paths,
26 for she has thrown down many wounded. Yes, all her slain are a mighty army.
27 Her house is the way to Sheol, going down to the rooms of death.
7 when I went forth to the city gate, when I prepared my seat in the street.
34 Blessed is the man who hears me, watching daily at my gates, waiting at my door posts.
28 On the cliff he dwells, and makes his home, on the point of the cliff, and the stronghold.
17 Her ways are ways of pleasantness. All her paths are peace.
8 Esteem her, and she will exalt you. She will bring you to honor, when you embrace her.
9 She will give to your head a garland of grace. She will deliver a crown of splendor to you."
14 House and riches are an inheritance from fathers, but a prudent wife is from Yahweh.
6 She gives no thought to the way of life. Her ways are crooked, and she doesn't know it.
27 For a prostitute is a deep pit; and a wayward wife is a narrow well.
28 Yes, she lies in wait like a robber, and increases the unfaithful among men.
26 Her gates shall lament and mourn; and she shall be desolate and sit on the ground.
14 The mouth of an adulteress is a deep pit: he who is under Yahweh's wrath will fall into it.
7 Wisdom is too high for a fool: he doesn't open his mouth in the gate.
31 in that you build your vaulted place at the head of every way, and make your lofty place in every street, and have not been as a prostitute, in that you scorn pay.
19 She lays her hands to the distaff, and her hands hold the spindle.
22 He followed her immediately, as an ox goes to the slaughter, as a fool stepping into a noose.
18 When she lifts up herself on high, she scorns the horse and his rider.
14 She is like the merchant ships. She brings her bread from afar.
22 Like a gold ring in a pig's snout, is a beautiful woman who lacks discretion.