Take his garment when a stranger hath been surety, And for strangers pledge it.
Evil [one] suffereth when he hath been surety [for] a stranger, And whoso is hating suretyship is confident.
To deliver thee from the strange woman, From the stranger who hath made smooth her sayings,
Substance, gold, and a multitude of rubies, Yea, a precious vessel, [are] lips of knowledge.
Sweet to a man [is] the bread of falsehood, And afterwards is his mouth filled [with] gravel.
For a harlot [is] a deep ditch, And a strange woman [is] a strait pit.
Take his garment, when a stranger hath been surety, And for a strange woman pledge it.
For the lips of a strange woman drop honey, And smoother than oil [is] her mouth,
My son! if thou hast been surety for thy friend, Hast stricken for a stranger thy hand,
And, lo, a woman to meet him — (A harlot's dress, and watchful of heart,
To preserve thee from a strange woman, From a stranger who hath made smooth her sayings.