The father opens with a call: his son must keep his words and commands, treasure them like the apple of his eye, bind them on his fingers and write them on the tablet of his heart. He should also call wisdom his sister and insight his intimate friend, so that they keep him from the adulterous woman with her smooth words (vv. 1-5).
Then the father tells what he saw from the window of his house. Among the simple, he noticed a young man lacking sense, passing along the street near her corner and walking toward her house at twilight, in the evening, in the dark of the night (vv. 6-9). Suddenly a woman comes to meet him, dressed as a prostitute and wily of heart. She is loud and wayward, and her feet do not stay at home. Now in the street, now in the squares, she lies in wait at every corner (vv. 10-12).
She seizes him, kisses him and boldly speaks to him. She says she had peace offerings and has paid her vows today, so she has come out to meet him, to seek him, and has found him. She has spread her bed with coverings and linens from Egypt and perfumed it with myrrh, aloes and cinnamon. She invites him to take his fill of love until morning. And she assures him that her husband is not at home, that he has gone on a long journey with a bag of money and will not return until the full moon (vv. 13-20).
With much persuasion she turns him and with her smooth lips she compels him (v. 21). He follows her at once, like an ox going to the slaughter, like a stag caught fast in the net, like a bird rushing into a snare, not knowing it will cost him his life, until an arrow pierces his liver (vv. 22-23). The father ends with a warning to his sons: listen, do not let your heart turn aside to her ways or stray into her paths, for many has she laid low and all her slain are mighty. Her house is the way to Sheol, going down to the chambers of death (vv. 24-27).