Proverbs 22:14 Cross References - Coverdale

¹⁴ The mouth of an harlot is a depe pytt, wherin he falleth that ye LORDE is angrie withall.

¹⁹ And whan the LORDE sawe it, he was moued vnto wrath ouer his sonnes and his doughters.

²⁰ And she sayde vnto him: The Philistynes vpon the Samson. Now wha he awoke out of his slepe, he thoughte: I wil go forth as I haue done aforetyme, & ease my selfe, & knewe not yt the LORDE was departed from him. ²¹ But the Philistynes toke him, & put out his eyes, and broughte him downe to Gasa, & bounde him wt fetters, and made him to grynde in the preson.

²⁶ Dyd not Salomon ye kynge of Israel synne ther in? & yet amonge many Heythen was there no kynge like him, & he was deare vnto his God, and God made him kynge ouer all Israel, and the outlandish wemen.

¹² But my people wolde not heare my voyce, & Israel wolde not obeye me.

¹⁶ That thou mayest be delyuered also from the straunge woman, and from her that is not thine owne: which geueth swete wordes, ¹⁷ forsaketh the hu?bande of hir youth, and forgetteth the couenaunt of hir God. ¹⁸ For hir house is enclyned vnto death, and hir pathes vnto hell. ¹⁹ All they that go in vnto her, come not agayne, nether take they holde of the waye of life.

³ For the lippes of an harlot are a droppinge hony combe, and hir throte is softer then oyle. ⁴ But at ye last she is as bitter as wormwod, and as sharpe as a two edged swerde. ⁵ Hir fete go downe vnto death, and hir steppes pearse thorow vnto hell. ⁶ She regardeth not the path of life, so vnstedfast are hir wayes, that thou canst not knowe them. ⁷ Heare me therfore (o my sonne) and departe not fro the wordes of my mouth. ⁸ Kepe thy waye farre from her, and come not nye ye dores of hir house. ⁹ That thou geue not thine honor vnto another, and thy yeares to the cruell. ¹⁰ That other men be not fylled with thy goodes, & that thy labours come not in a straunge house. ¹¹ Yee that thou mourne not at the last (when thou hast spent thy body and goodes) ¹² and then saye: Alas, why hated I nurtoure? why dyd my hert despyse correccion? ¹³ Wherfore was not I obedient vnto the voyce of my teachers, & herkened not vnto them that infourmed me? ¹⁴ I am come almost in to all mysfortune, in the myddest of the multitude and congregacion. ¹⁵ Drinke of the water of thine owne well, and of the ryuers that runne out of thine owne spriges. ¹⁶ Let yi welles flowe out a brode, that there maye be ryuers of water in the stretes. ¹⁷ But let them be only thine owne, & not straungers with the. ¹⁸ Let thy well be blessed, and be glad with the wife of thy youth. ¹⁹ Louynge is the hynde, and frendly is the Roo: let her brestes alwaye satisfie the, and holde the euer content with hir loue. ²⁰ My sonne, why wilt thou haue pleasure in an harlot, and embrace the bosome of another woma? ²¹ For euery mas wayes are open in the sight of the LORDE, and he podereth all their goinges. ²² The wickednesses of the vngodly shal catch himself, and with the snares of his owne synnes shal he be trapped. ²³ Because he wolde not be refourmed, he shal dye: and for his greate foolishnesse he shal be destroyed.

²⁴ that they maye kepe the fro the euell woman, & from the flaterynge tonge of the harlott: ²⁵ yt thou lust not after her beuty in thine herte, & lest thou be take wt hir fayre lokes. ²⁶ An harlot wil make a ma to begg his bred, but a maried woman wil hunt for ye precious life. ²⁷ Maye a man take fyre in his bosome, and his clothes not be brent? ²⁸ Or can one go vpon hote coales, and his fete not be hurte? ²⁹ Euen so, who so euer goeth in to his neghbours wife, and toucheth her, can not be vngiltie.

⁵ that she maye kepe ye fro ye strauge woma, & fro ye harlot which geueth swete wordes. ⁶ For out of the wyndowe of my house I loked thorow the trelies, ⁷ & behelde the simple people: & amonge other yonge folkes I spyed one yonge foole ⁸ goinge ouer the stretes, by the corner in the waye towarde the harlottes house ⁹ in the twylight of of the euenynge, when it begane now to be night and darcke. ¹⁰ And beholde, there mett him a woma in an harlottes apparell ¹¹ (a disceatfull, waton & an vnstedfast woma: whose fete coude not abyde in ye house, ¹² now is she without, now i ye stretes, & lurketh i euery corner) ¹³ she caught ye yoge ma, kyssed him & was not ashamed, sayege: ¹⁴ I had a vowe to paye, & this daye I perfourme it. ¹⁵ Therfore came I forth to mete the, that I might seke thy face, and so I haue founde the. ¹⁶ I haue deckte my bed with coueringes & clothes of Egipte. ¹⁷ My bed haue I made to smell of Myrre, Aloes and Cynamom. ¹⁸ Come, let vs lye together, & take oure pleasure till it be daye light. ¹⁹ For the good man is not at home, he is gone farre of. ²⁰ He hath taken the bagg of moneye with him, who can tell whe he cometh home? ²¹ Thus with many swete wordes she ouercame him, and with hir flateringe lippes she wanne him. ²² Immediatly he foloweth her, as it were an oxeled to the slaughter (and like as it were to the stockes, where fooles are punyshed) ²³ so longe till she hath wounded his lyuer with hir darte: like as yf a byrde haisted to the snare, not knowinge that the parell of his life lyeth there vpo. ²⁴ Heare me now therfore (o my sonne) and marcke the wordes of my mouth. ²⁵ Let not thine herte wandre in hir wayes, & be not thou disceaued in hir pathes. ²⁶ For many one hath she wouded and cast downe, yee many a stronge ma hath she slayne. ²⁷ Hir house is the waye vnto hell, where men go downe to the chambers of death.

²⁷ For an whore is a depe graue, and an harlot is a narow pytt.

²⁶ And I founde, that a woman is bytterer then death: for she is a very angle, hir hert is a nett, and hir handes are cheynes. Who so pleaseth God shal escape from her, but the synner will be taken wt her.