Proverbs

²¹She crieth in the chief place of concourse; at the entering in of the gates, in the city, she uttereth her words: ²²How long, ye simple ones, will ye love simplicity? and scorners delight them in scorning, and fools hate knowledge? ²³Turn you at my reproof: behold, I will pour out my spirit unto you, I will make known my words unto you. ²⁴Because I have called, and ye refused; I have stretched out my hand, and no man regarded; ²⁵But ye have set at nought all my counsel, and would none of my reproof: ²⁶I also will laugh in the day of your calamity; I will mock when your fear cometh; ²⁷When your fear cometh as a storm, and your calamity cometh on as a whirlwind; when distress and anguish come upon you.