THE WAY TO SHEOL

Proverbs 7:1-27

Obey my words and treasure my commandments My son. Keep my commandments and live. Protect my teachings as the pupil of your eye. Bind them to your fingers, write them upon the tablet of your heart.

Say unto wisdom, “You are my sister” and call understanding your relative.

They will keep you from a forbidden woman, from a stranger with her flattering talk.

I looked through the lattice of my window. I looked among the inexperienced and saw among the youth a young man lacking sense. Crossing the street near the forbidden woman’s corner he strolled down the road toward her house at twilight, in the evening, in the dark of the night.

A woman came to meet him dressed like a prostitute, having a hidden agenda.
She is loud and rebellious, she does not stay at home. Now in the street, now in the markets, she lurks at every corner.

She grabs him and kisses him and brazenly says to him, “I’ve made fellowship offerings today, I’ve fulfilled my vows, so I came out to meet you, to search for you and I have found you. I have spread coverings on my bed, richly colored linen from Egypt. I’ve perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon. Come, let us take our fill of love until the morning, let’s feast on each other’s love. My husband isn’t home, he went on a long journey. He took a money with him and will come home at the time of the full moon.”

She seduces him with her persistent pleading, she lures him with her flattering talk.
He follows her impulsively like an ox going to the slaughter, like a deer bounding toward a trap until an arrow pierces its liver. Like a bird darting into a snare, he doesn’t know that it will cost him his life.

Now my sons, listen to me and pay attention to the words of my mouth. Don’t let your heart turn aside to her ways, don’t stray onto her paths, for she has brought many down to death, her victims are countless. Her house is the way to sheol, descending to the chambers of death.