< Proverbs 7 >

1 My son, keep my words and treasure my commandments within you.
Na-agbaso okwu m nwa m, nọgide na ya, dokwaa iwu m niile nʼime obi gị.
2 Keep my commandments and live; guard my teachings as the apple of your eye.
Debe iwu m ka ị dị ndụ, chee ozizi m nche dịka ọ bụ mkpụrụ anya gị.
3 Tie them to your fingers; write them on the tablet of your heart.
Kee ha na mkpịsịaka gị, deekwa ha nʼelu mbadamba nkume, bụ obi gị.
4 Say to wisdom, “You are my sister,” and call understanding your kinsman,
Hụ amamihe nʼanya dịka nwaagbọghọ ị hụrụ nʼanya; hụkwa inwe nghọta nʼanya dịka a ga-asị na ọ bụ nwanne gị.
5 that they may keep you from the adulteress, from the stranger with seductive words.
Kwee ka ha debe gị, ka ị ghara ijekwuru nwanyị na-akwa iko, ka ị gharakwa ịṅa ntị nʼokwu ire ụtọ ya.
6 For at the window of my house I looked through the lattice.
Nʼihi na otu ụbọchị, esi m na oghereikuku dị nʼụlọ m lepụ anya,
7 I saw among the simple, I noticed among the youths, a young man lacking judgment,
hụ nʼetiti ndị na-enweghị uche, ahụtara m otu nwokorobịa nʼetiti ha, onye amamihe kọrọ,
8 crossing the street near her corner, strolling down the road to her house,
ka ọ na-aga nʼụzọ dị nso ebe nkuku ụlọ nʼakụkụ ụlọ nwanyị ihere na-adịghị eme,
9 at twilight, as the day was fading into the dark of the night.
nʼoge anyasị, dịka chi na-eji, mgbe ọchịchịrị na-agbachi.
10 Then a woman came out to meet him, with the attire of a harlot and cunning of heart.
Mgbe ahụ, nwanyị ahụ pụtara zute ya. O yi uwe dịka nwanyị akwụna, jiri aghụghọ na-abịakwute ya.
11 She is loud and defiant; her feet do not remain at home.
(Ọ na-eme ụzụ na-aṅaghị ntị ịnụ ihe ọbụla. Ụkwụ ya anaghị anọgide nʼụlọ ya.
12 Now in the street, now in the squares, she lurks at every corner.
Ọ na-akwụgharị ma nʼokporoụzọ ma nʼama; na-amịgharị nʼebe nzuzo niile.)
13 She seizes him and kisses him; she brazenly says to him:
O weere aka ya abụọ jikụọ nwokorobịa ahụ nʼolu, sutu ya ọnụ, were ihu nke ihere na-adịghị, sị:
14 “I have made my peace offerings; today I have paid my vows.
“Emezuru m nkwa niile m kwere taa, enwekwara m nri nke sitere nʼihe aja udo m chụrụ nʼụlọ m,
15 So I came out to meet you; I sought you, and I have found you.
Ọ bụ gị ka m na-achọkwute, lee gị ka ị na-abịa.
16 I have decked my bed with coverings, with colored linen from Egypt.
Agbasaala m akwa mara mma nʼelu ihe ndina m, bụ akwa ọcha mara mma tụrụ ọtụtụ agwa nke e ji ogho ndị Ijipt kpaa.
17 I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, with aloes, and with cinnamon.
Efesakwala m mmanụ isi ọma nke máá, aloos na sinamọn nʼelu nʼihe ndina m.
18 Come, let us take our fill of love till morning. Let us delight in loving caresses!
Bịa, ka anyị were ịhụnanya ṅụjụbiga afọ anyị; ka anyị mee onwe anyị obi ụtọ site ugbu a ruo ụtụtụ echi.
19 For my husband is not at home; he has gone on a long journey.
Nʼihi na di m anọghị nʼụlọ o jeela njem dị anya.
20 He took with him a bag of money and will not return till the moon is full.”
O ji akpa ego juru gaa njem, abalị ole na ole ga-agafekwa tupu ọ lọta.”
21 With her great persuasion she entices him; with her flattering lips she lures him.
Otu a ka o si jiri okwu ire ụtọ ya megharịa nwokorobịa ahụ isi tutu o kwenyere ya. O nwekwaghị ike ịnapụta onwe ya site nʼokwu nrafu nke nwanyị ahụ.
22 He follows her on impulse, like an ox going to the slaughter, like a deer bounding into a trap,
O sooro nwanyị ahụ dịka ehi a na-adọkpụ na-aga ebe a ga-egbu ya, dịka ele nke na-aba nʼọnya,
23 until an arrow pierces his liver, like a bird darting into a snare— not knowing it will cost him his life.
nke na-eche ka e were àkụ gbata ya nʼobi. Nwoke ahụ dịka nnụnụ nke na-efeba nʼọnya na-amaghị ihe na-eche ya pụrụ iwepụ ndu ya.
24 Now, my sons, listen to me, and attend to the words of my mouth.
Geenụ ntị, ụmụ m, ma ọ bụghị naanị ige ntị, kama meekwanụ ihe m na-ekwu.
25 Do not let your heart turn aside to her ways; do not stray into her paths.
Ekwela ka agụụ nke obi gị chịa gị; ejela nwanyị dị otu a nso; gbaara ya ọsọ, ka ọ ghara ịnwa gị nwetakwa gị.
26 For she has brought many down to death; her slain are many in number.
Nʼihi na o mebiela ndụ ọtụtụ mmadụ, ọtụtụ mmadụ amaala nʼọnya ya.
27 Her house is the road to Sheol, descending to the chambers of death. (Sheol h7585)
Ụlọ ya bụ okporoụzọ nke na-eduba nʼili, nke na-edubakwa nʼala ọnwụ. (Sheol h7585)

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