1  Does not ^lwisdom call?

Does not ^munderstanding raise her voice?

2  On ⁿthe heights beside the way,

at the crossroads she takes her stand;

3  beside ^othe gates in front of ^pthe town,

at the entrance of the portals she cries aloud:

4  “To you, O ^qmen, I call,

and my cry is to ^qthe children of man.

5  O ^rsimple ones, learn ^sprudence;

O ^tfools, learn sense.

6  Hear, for I will speak ^unoble things,

and from my lips will come ^vwhat is right,

7  for my ^wmouth will utter truth;

wickedness is an abomination to my lips.

11  ^afor wisdom is better than jewels,

and ^ball that you may desire cannot compare with her.