²⁶ And 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.

¹⁴ A deep pit `is' the mouth of strange women, The abhorred of Jehovah falleth there.

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

⁴ And her latter end `is' bitter as wormwood, Sharp as a sword `with' mouths.

⁵ Her feet are going down to death, Sheol do her steps take hold of.

¹⁶ To deliver thee from the strange woman, From the stranger who hath made smooth her sayings,

¹⁸ For her house hath inclined unto death, And unto Rephaim her paths.

¹⁹ None going in unto her turn back, Nor do they reach the paths of life.

²⁶ For to a man who `is' good before Him, He hath given wisdom, and knowledge, and joy; and to a sinner He hath given travail, to gather and to heap up, to give to the good before God. Even this `is' vanity and vexation of spirit.

¹⁸ And Delilah seeth that he hath declared to her all his heart, and she sendeth and calleth for the princes of the Philistines, saying, `Come up this time, for he hath declared to me all his heart;' and the princes of the Philistines have come up unto her, and bring up the money in their hand.

¹⁹ and she maketh him sleep on her knees, and calleth for a man, and shaveth the seven locks of his head, and beginneth to afflict him, and his power turneth aside from off him;

²⁰ and she saith, `Philistines `are' upon thee, Samson;' and he awaketh out of his sleep, and saith, `I go out as time by time, and shake myself;' and he hath not known that Jehovah hath turned aside from off him.

²¹ And the Philistines seize him, and pick out his eyes, and bring him down to Gaza, and bind him with two brazen fetters; and he is grinding in the prison-house.

²¹ She turneth him aside with the abundance of her speech, With the flattery of her lips she forceth him.

²² He is going after her straightway, As an ox unto the slaughter he cometh, And as a fetter unto the chastisement of a fool,

²³ Till an arrow doth split his liver, As a bird hath hastened unto a snare, And hath not known that it `is' for its life.

²⁴ And now, ye sons, hearken to me, And give attention to sayings of my mouth.

²⁵ Let not thy heart turn unto her ways, Do not wander in her paths,

²⁶ For many `are' the wounded she caused to fall, And mighty `are' all her slain ones.

²⁷ The ways of Sheol -- her house, Going down unto inner chambers of death!

¹⁸ And he hath not known that Rephaim `are' there, In deep places of Sheol her invited ones!

²⁷ For a harlot `is' a deep ditch, And a strange woman `is' a strait pit.

²⁸ She also, as catching prey, lieth in wait, And the treacherous among men she increaseth.