ACV(i)
3 For the lips of an interloping 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 does not find the level path of life. Her ways are unstable, and she does not know.
7 Now therefore, ye sons, hearken to me, and do not depart from the words of my mouth.
8 Remove thy way far from her, and do not come near the door of her house,
9 lest thou give thine honor to others, and thy years to 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 I have hated instruction, and my heart despised reproof.
13 Neither have I obeyed the voice of my teachers, nor inclined my ear to those who instructed me!
14 I was almost in all evil in the midst of the assembly and congregation.
15 Drink waters out of thine own cistern, and running waters out of thine own well.