Proverbs 7:6-20

Looking out the window of my house one day I noticed among the mindless crowd a simple, naïve young man who was about to go astray. There he was, walking down the street. Then he turned the corner, going on his way hurrying to the house of the harlot— the woman he had planned to meet. There he was in the twilight as darkness fell, convinced no one was watching as he entered the black shadows of hell. That’s when their rendezvous began. A woman of the night appeared, dressed to kill the strength of any man. She was decked out as a harlot, pursuing her amorous plan. Her voice was seductive, rebellious, and boisterous as she wandered far from what’s right. Her type can be found soliciting on street corners on just about any night. She wrapped her arms around the senseless young man and held him tight— she enticed him with kisses that seemed so right. Then, with insolence, she whispered in his ear, “Come with me. It’ll be all right. I’ve got everything we need for a feast. I’ll cook you a wonderful dinner. So here I am—I’m all yours! You’re the very one I’ve looked for, the one I knew I wanted from the moment I saw you. That’s why I’ve come out here tonight, so I could meet a man just like you. I’ve spread my canopy bed with coverings, lovely multicolored Egyptian linens ready for you to lie down on. I’ve sprinkled the sheets with intoxicating perfume made from myrrh, aloes, and sweet cinnamon. Come, let’s get comfortable and take pleasure in each other and make love all night! There’s no one home, for my husband’s away on business. He left home loaded with money to spend, so don’t worry. He won’t be back until another month ends.”