3 Beside the gates, at the entry of the city, at the coming in at the doors, she crieth aloud:
4 Unto you, O men, I call; and my voice is to the sons of men.
5 O ye simple, understand subtilty; and, ye fools, be ye of an understanding heart.
6 Hear, for I will speak excellent things; and the opening of my lips shall be right things.
7 For my mouth shall utter truth; and wickedness is an abomination to my lips.
8 All the words of my mouth are in righteousness; there is nothing crooked or perverse in them.
9 They are all plain to him that understandeth, and right to them that find knowledge.