3 For the lips of the strange [woman] drop [as] a honeycomb, and her mouth [is] smoother than oil,
4 But her end is bitter as wormwood, sharp as a twoedged sword.
5 Her feet go down to death, her steps uphold Sheol,
6 lest thou should ponder the path of life, her ways are unstable; thou shalt not know them.
7 Hear me now therefore, O ye sons, and do not depart from the words of my mouth.
8 Remove thy way far from her, and do not come near the door of her house,
9 lest thou give thine honour unto others and thy years unto the cruel,