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But her end is bitter as wormwood, sharp as a two-edged sword.
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Her feet go down to death; her steps take hold on sheol.
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Lest you should ponder the path of life, her ways are unstable, that you can not know them.
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Hear me now therefore, O you children, and depart not from the words of my mouth.
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Remove your way far from her, and come not near the door of her house:
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Lest you give your honor unto others, and your years unto the merciless:
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Lest strangers be filled with your wealth; and your labors go to the house of a foreigner;
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And you mourn at the last, when your flesh and your body are consumed,
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And say, How have I hated instruction, and my heart despised reproof;
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And have not obeyed the voice of my teachers, nor inclined my ear to them that instructed me!
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I was almost in utter ruin in the midst of the congregation and assembly.