8 Hear, my son, the instruction of thy father, And leave not the law of thy mother,
9 For a graceful wreath 'are' they to thy head, And chains to thy neck.
10 My son, if sinners entice thee be not willing.
11 If they say, 'Come with us, we lay wait for blood, We watch secretly for the innocent without cause,
12 We swallow them as Sheol -- alive, And whole -- as those going down 'to' the pit,
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