Say to wisdom, “You are my sister,” And call understanding your intimate friend;
If I call to the pit, ‘You are my father’; To the worm, ‘my mother and my sister’;
Bind them on your fingers; Write them on the tablet of your heart.
In order to keep you from the strange woman, From the foreign woman who flatters with her words.
“Oh that you were like a brother to me Who nursed at my mother’s breasts. If I found you outside, I would kiss you; No one would despise me, either.