^{1 Ref} Doth not wisdom call? And understanding give forth her voice?

^{2 Ref} At the head of high places by the way, Between the paths she hath stood,

^{3 Ref} At the side of the gates, at the mouth of the city, The entrance of the openings, she crieth aloud,

^{4 Ref} `Unto you, O men, I call, And my voice `is' unto the sons of men.

^{5 Ref} Understand, ye simple ones, prudence, And ye fools, understand the heart,

^{6 Ref} Hearken, for noble things I speak, And the opening of my lips `is' uprightness.

^{7 Ref} For truth doth my mouth utter, And an abomination to my lips `is' wickedness.

^{8 Ref} In righteousness `are' all the sayings of my mouth, Nothing in them is froward and perverse.

^{9 Ref} All of them `are' plain to the intelligent, And upright to those finding knowledge.

^{10 Ref} Receive my instruction, and not silver, And knowledge rather than choice gold.

^{11 Ref} For better `is' wisdom than rubies, Yea, all delights are not comparable with it.

^{12 Ref} I, wisdom, have dwelt with prudence, And a knowledge of devices I find out.