Book - Proverbs - Chapter = 7 --> NLT
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Follow my advice, my son; always treasure my commands.
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Obey them and live! Guard my teachings as your most precious possession.
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Tie them on your fingers as a reminder. Write them deep within your heart.
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Love wisdom like a sister; make insight a beloved member of your family.
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Let them hold you back from an affair with an immoral woman, from listening to the flattery of an adulterous woman.
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I was looking out the window of my house one day
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and saw a simpleminded young man who lacked common sense.
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He was crossing the street near the house of an immoral woman. He was strolling down the path by her house
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at twilight, as the day was fading, as the dark of night set in.
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The woman approached him, dressed seductively and sly of heart.
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She was the brash, rebellious type who never stays at home.
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She is often seen in the streets and markets, soliciting at every corner.
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She threw her arms around him and kissed him, and with a brazen look she said,
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"I've offered my sacrifices and just finished my vows.
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It's you I was looking for! I came out to find you, and here you are!
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My bed is spread with colored sheets of finest linen imported from Egypt.
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I've perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
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Come, let's drink our fill of love until morning. Let's enjoy each other's caresses,
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for my husband is not home. He's away on a long trip.
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He has taken a wallet full of money with him, and he won't return until later in the month."
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So she seduced him with her pretty speech. With her flattery she enticed him.
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He followed her at once, like an ox going to the slaughter or like a trapped stag,
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awaiting the arrow that would pierce its heart. He was like a bird flying into a snare, little knowing it would cost him his life.
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Listen to me, my sons, and pay attention to my words.
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Don't let your hearts stray away toward her. Don't wander down her wayward path.
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For she has been the ruin of many; numerous men have been her victims.
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Her house is the road to the grave. Her bedroom is the den of death.