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Proverbs Monthly

Read through the book of Proverbs every month of the year.
Duration: 365 days
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Proverbs 7

Chapter 7

My son, keep my words
    and make my commands your treasure.
Follow my precepts, and you will live;
    keep my teachings as the apple of your eye.
Bind them to your fingers;
    inscribe them on the tablet of your heart.
Say to wisdom,[a] “You are my sister,”
    and regard understanding as your friend,
so that they may keep you from another’s wife,
    from the adulteress with her seductive words.
While standing at the window of my house
    I looked out through my lattice,
and as I glanced at the immature youths,
    I observed among the simple ones[b]
    a lad with no sense.
He walked along the street near her corner
    and then turned in the direction near her house,
at twilight, as the day was fading,
    at dusk when the night grows dark.
10 Then a woman came forth to meet him,
    dressed like a prostitute with a scheming heart.
11 She was loud-mouthed and brazen,
    one who is never content to rest at home,
12 always on the streets or the public squares,
    lying in wait at every corner.
13 She caught him and kissed him,
    and brazenly said to him:
14 “I had to make sacrificial peace offerings,[c]
    and I have fulfilled my vows today.
15 And so I came out to meet you,
    to look for you, and now I have found you.
16 I have spread coverlets over my bed,
    covered sheets of Egyptian linen.[d]
17 “I have perfumed my bed
    with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
18 Come, let us take our fill of love till morning,
    abandoning ourselves to a feast of love.
19 For my husband is not at home;
    he is away on a long journey.
20 He took a bag of money with him
    and will not be back until the moon is full.”
21 With her persistent urging she persuaded him,
    luring him astray with her seductive words.[e]
22 Bemused, he followed her,
    like an ox being led to the slaughter,
like a stag stepping into a noose,
23     until an arrow pierces its liver,
like a bird rushing into a snare,
    not realizing its life is at stake.
24 So now, my son, listen to me
    and be attentive to what I have to say.
25 Do not let your heart stray into her ways
    or wander into her paths.
26 For many are those she has led to death;
    her victims are beyond number.
27 Her house is the pathway to the netherworld,[f]
    the descent to the chambers of death.

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