LEB(i)
3 For the lips of the strange woman will drip honey, and smoother than oil is her mouth.*
4 But her end is bitter as the wormwood, sharp as a two-edged sword.
5 Her feet go down to death; her steps take hold of Sheol.*
6 She does not observe* the path of life; her ways wander, and she does not know it.
7 Now, O children, listen to me; do not depart from the sayings of my mouth.
8 Keep your paths far from her, and do not go near to the door of her house,
9 lest you give your honor to the others, and your years to the merciless,
10 lest strangers take their fill of your strength, and your labors go to the house of a foreigner,
11 and you groan at your end, when your flesh and body are consumed,
12 and say "How I hated discipline, and I despised reproof!"
13 and "I did not listen to the voice of my teachers, and I did not incline my ear to my instructors!