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1 My son, keep my words,
And lay up my commandments with thee.
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2 Keep my commandments and live;
And my law as the apple of thine eye.
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3 Bind them upon thy fingers;
Write them upon the tablet of thy heart.
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Write them – Storing the memory with heavenly "food," a verse a day, or week, should not be neglected. R2039:1
Of thine heart – Not only our heads. R2093:6
Implying the study of ourselves as well as of the divine Word that we may know just what portions of the Word apply to our individual present necessities. R2094:1*
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4 Say unto wisdom, Thou art my sister;
And call understanding thy kinswoman:
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5 That they may keep thee from the strange woman,
From the foreigner that flattereth with her words.
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6 For at the window of my house
I looked forth through my lattice;
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7 And I beheld among the simple ones,
I discerned among the youths,
A young man void of understanding,
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8 Passing through the street near her corner;
And he went the way to her house,
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9 In the twilight, in the evening of the day,
In the middle of the night and in the darkness.
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10 And, behold, there met him a woman
With the attire of a harlot, and wily of heart.
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11 She is clamorous and wilful;
Her feet abide not in her house:
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12 Now she is in the streets, now in the broad places,
And lieth in wait at every corner.
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13 So she caught him, and kissed him,
And with an impudent face she said unto him:
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14 Sacrifices of peace-offerings are with me;
This day have I paid my vows.
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15 Therefore came I forth to meet thee,
Diligently to seek thy face, and I have found thee.
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16 I have spread my couch with carpets of tapestry,
With striped cloths of the yarn of Egypt.
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17 I have perfumed my bed
With myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
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18 Come, let us take our fill of love until the morning;
Let us solace ourselves with loves.
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19 For the man is not at home;
He is gone on a long journey:
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20 He hath taken a bag of money with him;
He will come home at the full moon.
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21 With her much fair speech she causeth him to yield;
With the flattering of her lips she forceth him along.
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22 He goeth after her straightway
As an ox goeth to the slaughter,
Or as one in fetters to the correction of the fool;
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23 Till an arrow strike through his liver;
As a bird hasteth to the snare,
And knoweth not that it is for his soul.
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24 Now therefore, my sons, hearken unto me,
And attend to the words of my mouth.
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25 Let not thy heart decline to her ways;
Go not astray in her paths.
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26 For she hath cast down many wounded:
Yes, all her slain are a mighty host.
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27 Her house is the way to Sheol,
Going down to the chambers of death. |
Is the way to hell – The path to sheol, oblivion, death. E367; R2599:4, R828:6
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