For the lips of a strange woman drop as a honeycomb,
And her mouth is smoother than oil:
But her end is bitter as wormwood,
Sharp as a two-edged sword.
Her feet go down to death;
Her steps take hold on hell.
Lest thou shouldest ponder the path of life,
Her ways are moveable, that thou canst not know them.
Fair and plausible are the words of the stranger-temptress; dark and terrible the ending of association with her. She applies her awful avocation to-day as of old, and thousands are her victims. Like the harlot-church of the closing book in our Bibles, she seduces and deceives, turning the heart away from the simplicity of the path of truth, and leading to death and sheol. Many are her devices to delude the unwary; moveable her ways, that their evil direction may not be known. Nothing is more attractive to the refuser of wisdom’s words then the specious pleas of this deceptive system. The only safety is in cleaving to the words of God; hence the admonition in the verses that follow.
(Commentary by H.A. Ironside)