And I find more bitter than death the woman whose heart is snares and nets, {\i and} whose hands are bands: whoso pleaseth God shall escape from her; but the sinner shall be taken by her.
I will not punish your daughters when they play the harlot, nor your brides when they commit adultery; for {\i the men} themselves go apart with harlots, and they sacrifice with the prostitutes; and the people that doth not understand shall be overthrown.\par
that by two immutable things, in which it is impossible for God to lie, we may have a strong encouragement, who have fled for refuge to lay hold of the hope set before us: