6For, at a window of my house, Through my casement I have looked out,
6For, at a window of my house, Through my casement I have looked out,
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.
6 For, at a window of my house, Through my casement I have looked out,
7 And I do see among the simple ones, I discern among the sons, A young man lacking understanding,
8 Passing on in the street, near her corner, And the way to her house he doth step,
7:6For at the window of my house I looked through my casement,
7:6At the window of my house I looked out through the lattice.
7:6For I look out of the window of my house through the lattice,
7:6For at the window of my house I looked forth through my lattice;
7:6For at the window of my house, I looked forth through my lattice,
7:6For at the window of my house I looked forth through my lattice;
7:6For at the window of my house I looked through my casement,
7:6For at the window of my house, I looked out through my lattice.
7:6For at the window of my house I looked through my casement,