1 Does not wisdom cry out,And understanding lift up her voice?
2 She takes her stand on the top of the high hill,Beside the way, where the paths meet.
3 She cries out by the gates, at the entry of the city,At the entrance of the doors:
4 “To you, O men, I call,And my voice is to the sons of men.
5 O you simple ones, understand prudence,And you fools, be of an understanding heart.