Bible Verses About Harlot

Sacrifices of peace-offerings are with me; This day have I paid my vows.

Therefore came I forth to meet thee, Diligently to seek thy face, and I have found thee.

I have spread my couch with carpets of tapestry, With striped cloths of the yarn of Egypt.

I have perfumed my bed With myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.

Come, let us take our fill of love until the morning; Let us solace ourselves with loves.

For the man is not at home; He is gone a long journey:

He hath taken a bag of money with him; He will come home at the full moon.

With her much fair speech she causeth him to yield; With the flattering of her lips she forceth him along.

He goeth after her straightway, As an ox goeth to the slaughter, Or asone infetters to the correction of the fool;

Till an arrow strike through his liver; As a bird hasteth to the snare, And knoweth not that it is for his life.

Now therefore, mysons, hearken unto me, And attend to the words of my mouth.

Let not thy heart decline to her ways; Go not astray in her paths.

For she hath cast down many wounded: Yea, all her slain are a mighty host.

Her house is the way to Sheol, Going down to the chambers of death.

The foolish woman is clamorous; She is simple, and knoweth nothing.

And she sitteth at the door of her house, On a seat in the high places of the city,

To call to them that pass by, Who go right on their ways:

Whoso is simple, let him turn in hither; And as for him that is void of understanding, she saith to him,

Stolen waters are sweet, And breadeatenin secret is pleasant.

But he knoweth not that the dead are there; That her guests are in the depths of Sheol.

And it shall come to pass in that day, that Tyre shall be forgotten seventy years, according to the days of one king: after the end of seventy years it shall be unto Tyre as in the song of the harlot.

Take a harp, go about the city, thou harlot that hast been forgotten; make sweet melody, sing many songs, that thou mayest be remembered.