My son, if you have put up security for your neighbor, if you have shaken hands in pledge for a stranger,you have been trapped by what you said, ensnared by the words of your mouth.So do this, my son, to free yourself, since you have fallen into your neighbor’s hands: Go— to the point of exhaustion— and give your neighbor no rest!Allow no sleep to your eyes, no slumber to your eyelids.Free yourself, like a gazelle from the hand of the hunter, like a bird from the snare of the fowler.