Does not wisdom call,
And understanding lift up her voice?
On top of the heights beside the way,
Where the paths meet, she takes her stand;
Beside the gates, at the opening to the city,
At the entrance of the doors, she cries out:
“To you, O men, I call,
And my voice is to the sons of men.
“O naive ones, understand prudence;
And, O fools, understand wisdom.
“Listen, for I will speak noble things;
And the opening of my lips
will reveal right things.
“For my mouth will utter truth;
And wickedness is an abomination
to my lips.
“All the utterances of my mouth
are in righteousness;
There is nothing crooked
or perverted in them.
“They are all straightforward
to him who understands,
And right to those who find knowledge.
“Take my instruction and not silver,
And knowledge
rather than choicest gold.
“For wisdom is better than jewels;
And all desirable things
cannot compare with her.
Does not wisdom call,
And understanding lift up her voice?
Does not wisdom call,
And understanding lift up her voice?
Does not wisdom call,
And understanding lift up her voice?
