17I’ve perfumed my bed
with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
18Come, let’s drink our fill of love until morning.
Let’s enjoy each other’s caresses,
19for my husband is not home.
He’s away on a long trip.
20He has taken a wallet full of money with him
and won’t return until later this month.”
21So she seduced him with her pretty speech
and enticed him with her flattery.
22He followed her at once,
like an ox going to the slaughter.
He was like a stag caught in a trap,
23awaiting the arrow that would pierce its heart.
He was like a bird flying into a snare,
little knowing it would cost him his life.
24So listen to me, my sons,
and pay attention to my words.
25Don’t let your hearts stray away toward her.
Don’t wander down her wayward path.
26For she has been the ruin of many;
many men have been her victims.
27Her house is the road to the grave.
Her bedroom is the den of death.
