מִשְׁלֵי 7
| בְּנִי שְׁמֹר אֲמָרָי וּמִצְוֺתַי תִּצְפֹּן אִתָּֽךְ׃ | 1 |
My son, keep my sayings, and let my rules be stored up with you.
| שְׁמֹר מִצְוֺתַי וֶחְיֵה וְתוֹרָתִי כְּאִישׁוֹן עֵינֶֽיךָ׃ | 2 |
Keep my rules and you will have life; let my teaching be to you as the light of your eyes;
| קׇשְׁרֵם עַל־אֶצְבְּעֹתֶיךָ כׇּתְבֵם עַל־לוּחַ לִבֶּֽךָ׃ | 3 |
Let them be fixed to your fingers, and recorded in your heart.
| אֱמֹר לַחׇכְמָה אֲחֹתִי אָתְּ וּמֹדָע לַבִּינָה תִקְרָֽא׃ | 4 |
Say to wisdom, You are my sister; let knowledge be named your special friend:
| לִשְׁמׇרְךָ מֵאִשָּׁה זָרָה מִנׇּכְרִיָּה אֲמָרֶיהָ הֶחֱלִֽיקָה׃ | 5 |
So that they may keep you from the strange woman, even from her whose words are smooth.
| כִּי בְּחַלּוֹן בֵּיתִי בְּעַד אֶשְׁנַבִּי נִשְׁקָֽפְתִּי׃ | 6 |
Looking out from my house, and watching through the window,
| וָאֵרֶא בַפְּתָאיִם אָבִינָה בַבָּנִים נַעַר חֲסַר־לֵֽב׃ | 7 |
I saw among the young men one without sense,
| עֹבֵר בַּשּׁוּק אֵצֶל פִּנָּהּ וְדֶרֶךְ בֵּיתָהּ יִצְעָֽד׃ | 8 |
Walking in the street near the turn of her road, going on the way to her house,
| בְּנֶֽשֶׁף־בְּעֶרֶב יוֹם בְּאִישׁוֹן לַיְלָה וַאֲפֵלָֽה׃ | 9 |
At nightfall, in the evening of the day, in the black dark of the night.
| וְהִנֵּה אִשָּׁה לִקְרָאתוֹ שִׁית זוֹנָה וּנְצֻרַת לֵֽב׃ | 10 |
And the woman came out to him, in the dress of a loose woman, with a designing heart;
| הֹמִיָּה הִיא וְסֹרָרֶת בְּבֵיתָהּ לֹא־יִשְׁכְּנוּ רַגְלֶֽיהָ׃ | 11 |
She is full of noise and uncontrolled; her feet keep not in her house.
| פַּעַם ׀ בַּחוּץ פַּעַם בָּרְחֹבוֹת וְאֵצֶל כׇּל־פִּנָּה תֶאֱרֹֽב׃ | 12 |
Now she is in the street, now in the open spaces, waiting at every turning of the road.
| וְהֶחֱזִיקָה בּוֹ וְנָשְׁקָה לּוֹ הֵעֵזָה פָנֶיהָ וַתֹּאמַר לֽוֹ׃ | 13 |
So she took him by his hand, kissing him, and without a sign of shame she said to him:
| זִבְחֵי שְׁלָמִים עָלָי הַיּוֹם שִׁלַּמְתִּי נְדָרָֽי׃ | 14 |
I have a feast of peace-offerings, for today my oaths have been effected.
| עַל־כֵּן יָצָאתִי לִקְרָאתֶךָ לְשַׁחֵר פָּנֶיךָ וָאֶמְצָאֶֽךָּ׃ | 15 |
So I came out in the hope of meeting you, looking for you with care, and now I have you.
| מַרְבַדִּים רָבַדְתִּי עַרְשִׂי חֲטֻבוֹת אֵטוּן מִצְרָֽיִם׃ | 16 |
My bed is covered with cushions of needlework, with coloured cloths of the cotton thread of Egypt;
| נַפְתִּי מִשְׁכָּבִי מֹר אֲהָלִים וְקִנָּמֽוֹן׃ | 17 |
I have made my bed sweet with perfumes and spices.
| לְכָה נִרְוֶה דֹדִים עַד־הַבֹּקֶר נִתְעַלְּסָה בׇּאֳהָבִֽים׃ | 18 |
Come, let us take our pleasure in love till the morning, having joy in love's delights.
| כִּי אֵין הָאִישׁ בְּבֵיתוֹ הָלַךְ בְּדֶרֶךְ מֵרָחֽוֹק׃ | 19 |
For the master of the house is away on a long journey:
| צְֽרוֹר־הַכֶּסֶף לָקַח בְּיָדוֹ לְיוֹם הַכֵּסֶא יָבֹא בֵיתֽוֹ׃ | 20 |
He has taken a bag of money with him; he is coming back at the full moon.
| הִטַּתּוּ בְּרֹב לִקְחָהּ בְּחֵלֶק שְׂפָתֶיהָ תַּדִּיחֶֽנּוּ׃ | 21 |
With her fair words she overcame him, forcing him with her smooth lips.
| הוֹלֵךְ אַחֲרֶיהָ פִּתְאֹם כְּשׁוֹר אֶל־טֶבַח יָבֹא וּכְעֶכֶס אֶל־מוּסַר אֱוִֽיל׃ | 22 |
The simple man goes after her, like an ox going to its death, like a roe pulled by a cord;
| עַד יְפַלַּח חֵץ כְּֽבֵדוֹ כְּמַהֵר צִפּוֹר אֶל־פָּח וְלֹא־יָדַע כִּֽי־בְנַפְשׁוֹ הֽוּא׃ | 23 |
Like a bird falling into a net; with no thought that his life is in danger, till an arrow goes into his side.
| וְעַתָּה בָנִים שִׁמְעוּ־לִי וְהַקְשִׁיבוּ לְאִמְרֵי־פִֽי׃ | 24 |
So now, my sons, give ear to me; give attention to the sayings of my mouth;
| אַל־יֵשְׂטְ אֶל־דְּרָכֶיהָ לִבֶּךָ אַל־תֵּתַע בִּנְתִיבוֹתֶֽיהָ׃ | 25 |
Let not your heart be turned to her ways, do not go wandering in her footsteps.
| כִּֽי־רַבִּים חֲלָלִים הִפִּילָה וַעֲצֻמִים כׇּל־הֲרֻגֶֽיהָ׃ | 26 |
For those wounded and made low by her are great in number; and all those who have come to their death through her are a great army.
