1 Wisdom sings her own praises,among her own people she proclaims her glory.
2 In the assembly of the Most High she opens her mouth,in the presence of his host she tells of her glory:
3 “From the mouth of the Most High I came forth,and covered the earth like a mist.
4 In the heights of heaven I dwelt,and my throne was in a pillar of cloud.
5 The vault of heaven I compassed alone,and walked through the deep abyss.
6 Over waves of the sea, over all the land,over every people and nation I held sway.
7 Among all these I sought a resting place.In whose inheritance should I abide?