Proverbs 5 in the early church

My son, pay attention to my wisdom; incline your ear to my insight,

that you may maintain discretion and your lips may preserve knowledge.

Though the lips of the forbidden woman drip honey and her speech is smoother than oil,

in the end she is bitter as wormwood, sharp as a double-edged sword.

Her feet go down to death; her steps lead straight to Sheol.

She does not consider the path of life; she does not know that her ways are unstable.

Keep your path far from her; do not go near the door of her house,

lest you concede your vigor to others, and your years to one who is cruel;

At the end of your life you will groan when your flesh and your body are spent,

I did not listen to the voice of my teachers or incline my ear to my mentors.

I am on the brink of utter ruin in the midst of the whole assembly.”

Drink water from your own cistern, and running water from your own well.

Why should your springs flow in the streets, your streams of water in the public squares?

Let them be yours alone, never to be shared with strangers.

May your fountain be blessed, and may you rejoice in the wife of your youth:

A loving doe, a graceful fawn—may her breasts satisfy you always; may you be captivated by her love forever.

Why be captivated, my son, by an adulteress, or embrace the bosom of a stranger?

The iniquities of a wicked man entrap him; the cords of his sin entangle him.