LITV(i)
1 My son, if you are surety for your friend, if you struck your palms with an alien,
2 you are snared with the words of your mouth; you are captured with the words of your own mouth.
3 My son, do this then, and deliver yourself when you come into the palm of your friend: go lower yourself and be bold to your friend.
4 Do not give sleep to your eyes, or slumber to your eyelids.
5 Deliver yourself like a gazelle from a hand of a hunter, and as a bird from the fowler's hand.