Listen, my son, to your father's instruction; don't neglect your mother's teaching;
for they are a graceful wreath on your head, and beads for your neck.
My son, don't let sinners entice you. Don't go
when they say: "Come with us. Let's set up a deadly ambush. Let's secretly wait for the innocent just for fun.
Let's swallow up the living like the gravea— whole, like those who go down into the pit.
We'll find all sorts of precious wealth; we'll fill our houses with plunder.
Throw in your lot with us; we'll share our money."
My son, don't go on the path with them; keep your feet from their way,
because their feet run to evil; they hurry to spill blood.
It's useless to cast a net in the sight of a bird.
But these sinners set up a deadly ambush; they lie in wait for their own lives.
These are the ways of all who seek unjust gain; it costs them their lives.