13 When I was yet young, Or ever I went abroad, I sought wisdom openly in my prayer.
14 Before the temple I asked for her, And I will seek her out even to the end.
15 From her flower as from the ripening grape my heart delighted in her: My foot trod in uprightness, From my youth I tracked her out.
16 I bowed down mine ear a little, and received her, And found for myself much instruction.
17 I profited in her: To him that gives me wisdom I will give glory.
18 For I purposed to practice her, And I was zealous for that which is good; And I shall never be put to shame.
19 My soul has wrestled in her, And in my doing I was exact: I spread forth my hands to the heaven above, And bewailed my ignorances of her.