Proverbs 7:11
Noisy she `is', and stubborn, In her house her feet rest not.
Noisy she `is', and stubborn, In her house her feet rest not.
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12Now in an out-place, now in broad places, And near every corner she lieth in wait) --
13And she laid hold on him, and kissed him, She hath hardened her face, and saith to him,
13A foolish woman `is' noisy, Simple, and hath not known what.
14And she hath sat at the opening of her house, On a throne -- the high places of the city,
15To call to those passing by the way, Who are going straight `on' their paths.
8Passing on in the street, near her corner, And the way `to' her house he doth step,
9In the twilight -- in the evening of day, In the darkness of night and blackness.
10And, lo, a woman to meet him -- (A harlot's dress, and watchful of heart,
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!
8Keep far from off her thy way, And come not near unto the opening of her house,
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,
4And her latter end `is' bitter as wormwood, Sharp as a sword `with' mouths.
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.
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.
9Better to sit on a corner of the roof, Than `with' a woman of contentions and a house of company.
20Wisdom in an out-place crieth aloud, In broad places she giveth forth her voice,
21At the head of the multitudes she calleth, In the openings of the gates, In the city her sayings she saith:
2She hath slaughtered her slaughter, She hath mingled her wine, Yea, she hath arranged her table.
3She hath sent forth her damsels, She crieth on the tops of the high places of the city:
4`Who `is' simple? let him turn aside hither.' Whoso lacketh heart: she hath said to him,
2At the head of high places by the way, Between the paths she hath stood,
3At the side of the gates, at the mouth of the city, The entrance of the openings, she crieth aloud,
2She hath not hearkened to the voice, She hath not accepted instruction, In Jehovah she hath not trusted, Unto her God she hath not drawn near.
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.
15A continual dropping in a day of rain, And a woman of contentions are alike,
26Her mouth she hath opened in wisdom, And the law of kindness `is' on her tongue.
27She `is' watching the ways of her household, And bread of sloth she eateth not.
24Better to sit on a corner of a roof, Than `with' a woman of contentions, and a house of company.
32The wife who committeth adultery -- Under her husband -- doth receive strangers.
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.
5To preserve thee from a strange woman, From a stranger who hath made smooth her sayings.
1Every wise woman hath builded her house, And the foolish with her hands breaketh it down.
20So -- the way of an adulterous woman, She hath eaten and hath wiped her mouth, And hath said, `I have not done iniquity.'
19Better to dwell in a wilderness land, Than `with' a woman of contentions and anger.
22A ring of gold in the nose of a sow -- A fair woman and stubborn of behaviour.
17Her ways `are' ways of pleasantness, And all her paths `are' peace.
14A deep pit `is' the mouth of strange women, The abhorred of Jehovah falleth there.
26For a harlot consumeth unto a cake of bread, And an adulteress the precious soul hunteth.
15What -- to My beloved in My house, Her doing wickedness with many, And the holy flesh do pass over from thee? When thou dost evil, then thou exultest.
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.
31Give ye to her of the fruit of her hands, And her works do praise her in the gates!
11Mischiefs `are' in its midst. Fraud and deceit depart not from its street.
17She hath girded with might her loins, And doth strengthen her arms.