²⁰ And everything that she lieth upon in her impurity shall be unclean: everything also that she sitteth upon shall be unclean.

⁴ Every bed whereon he that hath the issue lieth shall be unclean; and everything whereon he sitteth shall be unclean.

⁵ And whosoever toucheth his bed shall wash his clothes, and bathe himself in water, and be unclean until the even.

⁶ And he that sitteth on anything whereon he that hath the issue sat shall wash his clothes, and bathe himself in water, and be unclean until the even.

⁷ And he that toucheth the flesh of him that hath the issue shall wash his clothes, and bathe himself in water, and be unclean until the even.

⁸ And if he that hath the issue spit upon him that is clean, then he shall wash his clothes, and bathe himself in water, and be unclean until the even.

⁹ And what saddle soever he that hath the issue rideth upon shall be unclean.

³³ Be not deceived: Evil companionships corrupt good morals.

²⁶ And I find more bitter than death the woman whose heart is snares and nets, `and' whose hands are bands: whoso pleaseth God shall escape from her; but the sinner shall be taken by her.

²⁷ If thou hast not wherewith to pay, Why should he take away thy bed from under thee?

¹³ The foolish woman is clamorous; `She is' simple, and knoweth nothing.

¹⁴ And she sitteth at the door of her house, On a seat in the high places of the city,

¹⁵ To call to them that pass by, Who go right on their ways:

¹⁶ Whoso is simple, let him turn in hither; And as for him that is void of understanding, she saith to him,

¹⁷ Stolen waters are sweet, And bread `eaten' in secret is pleasant.

¹⁸ But he knoweth not that the dead are there; That her guests are in the depths of Sheol.

¹⁰ And, behold, there met him a woman With the attire of a harlot, and wily of heart.

¹¹ She is clamorous and wilful; Her feet abide not in her house:

¹² Now she is in the streets, now in the broad places, And lieth in wait at every corner.

¹³ So she caught him, and kissed him, `And' with an impudent face she said unto him:

¹⁴ Sacrifices of peace-offerings are with me; This day have I paid my vows.

¹⁵ Therefore came I forth to meet thee, Diligently to seek thy face, and I have found thee.

¹⁶ I have spread my couch with carpets of tapestry, With striped cloths of the yarn of Egypt.

¹⁷ I have perfumed my bed With myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.

¹⁸ Come, let us take our fill of love until the morning; Let us solace ourselves with loves.

¹⁹ For the man is not at home; He is gone a long journey:

²⁰ He hath taken a bag of money with him; He will come home at the full moon.

²¹ With her much fair speech she causeth him to yield; With the flattering of her lips she forceth him along.

²² He goeth after her straightway, As an ox goeth to the slaughter, Or as `one in' fetters to the correction of the fool;

²³ Till an arrow strike through his liver; As a bird hasteth to the snare, And knoweth not that it is for his life.

²⁴ Now therefore, `my' sons, hearken unto me, And attend to the words of my mouth.

²⁵ Let not thy heart decline to her ways; Go not astray in her paths.

²⁶ For she hath cast down many wounded: Yea, all her slain are a mighty host.

²⁷ Her house is the way to Sheol, Going down to the chambers of death.

³⁵ He will not regard any ransom; Neither will he rest content, though thou givest many gifts.

²⁴ To keep thee from the evil woman, From the flattery of the foreigner's tongue.

³ For the lips of a strange woman drop honey, And her mouth is smoother than oil:

⁴ But in the end she is bitter as wormwood, Sharp as a two-edged sword.

⁵ Her feet go down to death; Her steps take hold on Sheol;

⁶ So that she findeth not the level path of life: Her ways are unstable, `and' she knoweth `it' not.

⁷ Now therefore, `my' sons, hearken unto me, And depart not from the words of my mouth.

⁸ Remove thy way far from her, And come not nigh the door of her house;

⁹ Lest thou give thine honor unto others, And thy years unto the cruel;

¹⁰ Lest strangers be filled with thy strength, And thy labors `be' in the house of an alien,

¹¹ And thou mourn at thy latter end, When thy flesh and thy body are consumed,

¹² And say, How have I hated instruction, And my heart despised reproof;

¹³ Neither have I obeyed the voice of my teachers, Nor inclined mine ear to them that instructed me!

¹⁶ To deliver thee from the strange woman, Even from the foreigner that flattereth with her words;

¹⁷ That forsaketh the friend of her youth, And forgetteth the covenant of her God:

¹⁸ For her house inclineth unto death, And her paths unto the dead;

¹⁹ None that go unto her return again, Neither do they attain unto the paths of life: