Proverbs 7:26
For many `are' the wounded she caused to fall, And mighty `are' all her slain ones.
For many `are' the wounded she caused to fall, And mighty `are' all her slain ones.
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27The ways of Sheol -- her house, Going down unto inner chambers of death!
25Let not thy heart turn unto her ways, Do not wander in her paths,
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.
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) --
13And she laid hold on him, and kissed him, She hath hardened her face, and saith to him,
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.
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,
3For the lips of a strange woman drop honey, And smoother than oil `is' her mouth,
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.
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.
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.
1Wisdom hath builded her house, She hath hewn out her pillars -- seven.
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,
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.
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.
8Passing on in the street, near her corner, And the way `to' her house he doth step,
17Her ways `are' ways of pleasantness, And all her paths `are' peace.
8Keep far from off her thy way, And come not near unto the opening of her house,
25For instead of glory, thy men by sword do fall, And thy might in battle.
26And lamented and mourned have her openings, Yea, she hath been emptied, on the earth she sitteth!
14A deep pit `is' the mouth of strange women, The abhorred of Jehovah falleth there.
14And she hath sat at the opening of her house, On a throne -- the high places of the city,
10Thou hast counselled a shameful thing to thy house, To cut off many peoples, and sinful `is' thy soul.
10They have uncovered her nakedness, Her sons and her daughters they have taken, And her by sword they have slain, And she is a name for women, And judgments they have done with her.
32The wife who committeth adultery -- Under her husband -- doth receive strangers.
27How have the mighty fallen, Yea, the weapons of war perish!'
5To preserve thee from a strange woman, From a stranger who hath made smooth her sayings.
22A city of the mighty hath the wise gone up, And bringeth down the strength of its confidence.
10Even she doth become an exile, She hath gone into captivity, Even her sucklings are dashed to pieces At the top of all out-places, And for her honoured ones they cast a lot, And all her great ones have been bound in fetters.
7`As much as she did glorify herself and did revel, so much torment and sorrow give to her, because in her heart she saith, I sit a queen, and a widow I am not, and sorrow I shall not see;
16To deliver thee from the strange woman, From the stranger who hath made smooth her sayings,
27Between her feet he bowed -- He fell, he lay down; Between her feet he bowed, he fell; Where he bowed, there he fell -- destroyed.
26Therefore fall do her young men in her broad places, And all the men of war are cut off in that day, An affirmation of Jehovah of Hosts.
21At the head of the multitudes she calleth, In the openings of the gates, In the city her sayings she saith:
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.'
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.
3At the side of the gates, at the mouth of the city, The entrance of the openings, she crieth aloud,
23Whose graves are appointed in the sides of the pit, And her assembly is round about her grave, All of them wounded, falling by sword, Because they gave terror in the land of the living.