7:17 I have perfumed my bed
with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
7:18 Come, let’s drink deeply
let’s delight ourselves
7:19 For my husband
he has gone on a journey of some distance.
7:20 He has taken a bag of money with him;
he will not return until
7:21 She persuaded him
with her smooth talk
7:22 Suddenly he went
like an ox that goes to the slaughter,
like a stag prancing into a trapper’s snare
7:23 till an arrow pierces his liver
like a bird hurrying into a trap,
and he does not know that it will cost him his life.
7:24 So now, sons,
and pay attention to the words I speak.
7:25 Do not let your heart turn aside to her ways –
do not wander into her pathways;
7:26 for she has brought down
and all those she has slain are many.
7:27 Her house is the way to the grave,
going down