Proverbs

¹Doth not wisdom cry, and understanding put forth her voice? ²In the top of high places by the way, where the paths meet, she standeth; ³Beside the gates, at the entry of the city, at the coming in at the doors, she crieth aloud: ⁴Unto you, O men, I call; and my voice is to the sons of men. ⁵O ye simple, understand subtilty; and, ye fools, be ye of an understanding heart. ⁶Hear, for I will speak excellent things; and the opening of my lips shall be right things. ⁷For my mouth shall utter truth; and wickedness is an abomination to my lips.