Proverbs 5:4
And her latter end `is' bitter as wormwood, Sharp as a sword `with' mouths.
And her latter end `is' bitter as wormwood, Sharp as a sword `with' mouths.
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5Her feet are going down to death, Sheol do her steps take hold of.
6The path of life -- lest thou ponder, Moved have her paths -- thou knowest not.
3For the lips of a strange woman drop honey, And smoother than oil `is' her mouth,
26And I am finding more bitter than death, the woman whose heart `is' nets and snares, her hands `are' bands; the good before God escapeth from her, but the sinner is captured by her.
15Whose paths `are' crooked, Yea, they are perverted in their ways.
16To deliver thee from the strange woman, From the stranger who hath made smooth her sayings,
17Who is forsaking the guide of her youth, And the covenant of her God hath forgotten.
18For her house hath inclined unto death, And unto Rephaim her paths.
19None going in unto her turn back, Nor do they reach the paths of life.
25Let not thy heart turn unto her ways, Do not wander in her paths,
26For many `are' the wounded she caused to fall, And mighty `are' all her slain ones.
27The ways of Sheol -- her house, Going down unto inner chambers of death!
32Its latter end -- as a serpent it biteth, And as a basilisk it stingeth.
33Thine eyes see strange women, And thy heart speaketh perverse things.
24To preserve thee from an evil woman, From the flattery of the tongue of a strange woman.
25Desire not her beauty in thy heart, And let her not take thee with her eyelids.
26For a harlot consumeth unto a cake of bread, And an adulteress the precious soul hunteth.
14A deep pit `is' the mouth of strange women, The abhorred of Jehovah falleth there.
20So -- the way of an adulterous woman, She hath eaten and hath wiped her mouth, And hath said, `I have not done iniquity.'
27For a harlot `is' a deep ditch, And a strange woman `is' a strait pit.
28She also, as catching prey, lieth in wait, And the treacherous among men she increaseth.
10And, lo, a woman to meet him -- (A harlot's dress, and watchful of heart,
11Noisy she `is', and stubborn, In her house her feet rest not.
12Now in an out-place, now in broad places, And near every corner she lieth in wait) --
21She turneth him aside with the abundance of her speech, With the flattery of her lips she forceth him.
22He is going after her straightway, As an ox unto the slaughter he cometh, And as a fetter unto the chastisement of a fool,
23Till an arrow doth split his liver, As a bird hath hastened unto a snare, And hath not known that it `is' for its life.
17Her ways `are' ways of pleasantness, And all her paths `are' peace.
18A tree of life she `is' to those laying hold on her, And whoso is retaining her `is' happy.
32The wife who committeth adultery -- Under her husband -- doth receive strangers.
8Keep far from off her thy way, And come not near unto the opening of her house,
5To preserve thee from a strange woman, From a stranger who hath made smooth her sayings.
7As the digging of a well, is `for' its waters, So she hath digged `for' her wickedness, Violence and spoil is heard in her, Before My face continually `are' sickness and smiting.
24and hath caused the woman to drink the bitter waters which cause the curse, and the waters which cause the curse have entered into her for bitter things.
5Thorns -- snares `are' in the way of the perverse, Whoso is keeping his soul is far from them.
20And why dost thou magnify thyself, My son, with a stranger? And embrace the bosom of a strange woman?
31Give ye to her of the fruit of her hands, And her works do praise her in the gates!
4A virtuous woman `is' a crown to her husband, And as rottenness in his bones `is' one causing shame.
14Whose mouth is full of cursing and bitterness.
20In the midst of the pierced of the sword they fall, `To' the sword she hath been given, They drew her out, and all her multitude.
18Thy way and thy doings have done these to thee, This `is' thy vexation, for `it is' bitter, For it hath struck unto thy heart.
11Mischiefs `are' in its midst. Fraud and deceit depart not from its street.
23For a hated one when she ruleth, And a maid-servant when she succeedeth her mistress.
22A ring of gold in the nose of a sow -- A fair woman and stubborn of behaviour.
6Therefore, lo, I am hedging up thy way with thorns, And I have made for her a wall, And her paths she doth not find.
15A continual dropping in a day of rain, And a woman of contentions are alike,
6Forsake her not, and she doth preserve thee, Love her, and she doth keep thee.
4Because of the abundance of the fornications of an harlot, The goodness of the grace of the lady of witchcrafts, Who is selling nations by her fornications, And families by her witchcrafts.
2She hath slaughtered her slaughter, She hath mingled her wine, Yea, she hath arranged her table.
15He hath filled me with bitter things, He hath filled me `with' wormwood.