Single Hole

Keep my words and treasure up Keep my law and live Keep my teaching as the apple of your eye Bind them on your finger And tablet them in your heart Keep yourself whole I have looked out through my lattice And seen among the simple Passing along the street near her corner Now in the street, now in the market And at every corner they lies in wait With much seductive speech to persuade you Now pay attention to my words Let not your heart turn aside to corruption For many are victims they laid low Does not wisdom call? Does not understanding raise her voice? To you, oh men, I call And my cry is to the children of men Oh simple ones, learn prudence Oh fool, learn sense Hear, for I speak noble things And from my lips comes what is right For my mouth will utter truth; Nudity is an abomination my soul Nothing twisted my word Take my PROWESS instead of gold.