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| 7:1 | 
                                 
                                    My son, keep my words and treasure up my commandments with you;
                                 
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| 7:2 | 
                                 
                                    keep my commandments and live, keep my teachings as the apple of your eye;
                                 
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| 7:3 | 
                                 
                                    bind them on your fingers, write them on the tablet of your heart.
                                 
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| 7:4 | 
                                 
                                    Say to wisdom, 'You are my sister,' and call insight your intimate friend;
                                 
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| 7:5 | 
                                 
                                    to preserve you from the loose woman, from the adventuress with her smooth words.
                                 
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| 7:6 | 
                                 
                                    For at the window of my house I have looked out through my lattice,
                                 
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| 7:7 | 
                                 
                                    and I have seen among the simple, I have perceived among the youths, a young man without sense,
                                 
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| 7:8 | 
                                 
                                    passing along the street near her corner, taking the road to her house
                                 
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| 7:9 | 
                                 
                                    in the twilight, in the evening, at the time of night and darkness.
                                 
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| 7:10 | 
                                 
                                    And lo, a woman meets him, dressed as a harlot, wily of heart.
                                 
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| 7:11 | 
                                 
                                    She is loud and wayward, her feet do not stay at home;
                                 
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| 7:12 | 
                                 
                                    now in the street, now in the market, and at every corner she lies in wait.
                                 
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| 7:13 | 
                                 
                                    She seizes him and kisses him, and with impudent face she says to him:
                                 
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| 7:14 | 
                                 
                                    'I had to offer sacrifices, and today I have paid my vows;
                                 
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| 7:15 | 
                                 
                                    so now I have come out to meet you, to seek you eagerly, and I have found you.
                                 
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| 7:16 | 
                                 
                                    I have decked my couch with coverings, colored spreads of Egyptian linen;
                                 
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| 7:17 | 
                                 
                                    I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
                                 
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| 7:18 | 
                                 
                                    Come, let us take our fill of love till morning;let us delight ourselves with love.
                                 
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| 7:19 | 
                                 
                                    For my husband is not at home;he has gone on a long journey;
                                 
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| 7:20 | 
                                 
                                    he took a bag of money with him;at full moon he will come home.'
                                 
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| 7:21 | 
                                 
                                    With much seductive speech she persuades him;with her smooth talk she compels him.
                                 
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| 7:22 | 
                                 
                                    All at once he follows her, as an ox goes to the slaughter, or as a stag is caught fast
                                 
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| 7:23 | 
                                 
                                    till an arrow pierces its entrails;as a bird rushes into a snare;he does not know that it will cost him his life.
                                 
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| 7:24 | 
                                 
                                    And now, O sons, listen to me, and be attentive to the words of my mouth.
                                 
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| 7:25 | 
                                 
                                    Let not your heart turn aside to her ways, do not stray into her paths;
                                 
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| 7:26 | 
                                 
                                    for many a victim has she laid low;yea, all her slain are a mighty host.
                                 
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| 7:27 | 
                                 
                                    Her house is the way to Sheol, going down to the chambers of death.
                                 
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