1 My son, pay attention to my wisdom;
Lend your ear to my understanding,
2 2 That you may preserve discretion,
And your lips may keep knowledge.
3 3 For the lips of an immoral woman drip honey,
And her mouth is smoother than oil;
4 4 But in the end she is bitter as wormwood,
Sharp as a two-edged sword.
5 5 Her feet go down to death,
Her steps lay hold of hell.