1 My son! keep my sayings, And my commands lay up with thee.
2 Keep my commands, and live, And my law as the pupil of thine eye.
3 Bind them on thy fingers, Write them on the tablet of thy heart.
4 Say to wisdom, 'My sister Thou 'art'.' And cry to understanding, 'Kinswoman!'
5 To preserve thee from a strange woman, From a stranger who hath made smooth her sayings.
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