Proverbs 5-
A Letter To My Sons
My son, sit in close
Get your ears upright
For what I tell you
Will be good in your sight
There is a forbidden woman
Her talk is smoother than oil
Her lips ooze of honey
But deep inside her, evil boils
Her feet lead to death
Her steps point to Hell
Her ways surely wander
For she is not well
Listen to me son
With all of your heart!
Do not get close to her
From my words do not depart
If you follow her
You will be consumed
Your life will be full of groaning
You will be building a living tomb
Instead, enjoy the wife of your youth
She should have your full delight
Be intoxicated by her sweet love
The only woman in your sight
God, I wholly plead!
On my young sons behalf
Keep their hearts pure
You who ponders their paths
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