Proverbs 8:2
At the head of high places by the way, Between the paths she hath stood,
At the head of high places by the way, Between the paths she hath stood,
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1Doth not wisdom call? And understanding give forth her voice?
20Wisdom in an out-place crieth aloud, In broad places she giveth forth her voice,
21At the head of the multitudes she calleth, In the openings of the gates, In the city her sayings she saith:
3At the side of the gates, at the mouth of the city, The entrance of the openings, she crieth aloud,
4`Unto you, O men, I call, And my voice `is' unto the sons of men.
13A foolish woman `is' noisy, Simple, and hath not known what.
14And she hath sat at the opening of her house, On a throne -- the high places of the city,
15To call to those passing by the way, Who are going straight `on' their paths.
16`Who `is' simple? let him turn aside hither.' And whoso lacketh heart -- she said to him,
1Wisdom hath builded her house, She hath hewn out her pillars -- seven.
2She hath slaughtered her slaughter, She hath mingled her wine, Yea, she hath arranged her table.
3She hath sent forth her damsels, She crieth on the tops of the high places of the city:
4`Who `is' simple? let him turn aside hither.' Whoso lacketh heart: she hath said to him,
10And, lo, a woman to meet him -- (A harlot's dress, and watchful of heart,
11Noisy she `is', and stubborn, In her house her feet rest not.
12Now in an out-place, now in broad places, And near every corner she lieth in wait) --
11For better `is' wisdom than rubies, Yea, all delights are not comparable with it.
12I, wisdom, have dwelt with prudence, And a knowledge of devices I find out.
14For better `is' her merchandise Than the merchandise of silver, And than gold -- her increase.
15Precious she `is' above rubies, And all thy pleasures are not comparable to her.
16Length of days `is' in her right hand, In her left `are' wealth and honour.
17Her ways `are' ways of pleasantness, And all her paths `are' peace.
18A tree of life she `is' to those laying hold on her, And whoso is retaining her `is' happy.
8Passing on in the street, near her corner, And the way `to' her house he doth step,
6Forsake her not, and she doth preserve thee, Love her, and she doth keep thee.
7The first thing `is' wisdom -- get wisdom, And with all thy getting get understanding.
8Exalt her, and she doth lift thee up, She honoureth thee, when thou dost embrace her.
9She giveth to thy head a wreath of grace, A crown of beauty she doth give thee freely.
12And the wisdom -- whence is it found? And where `is' this, the place of understanding?
5Her feet are going down to death, Sheol do her steps take hold of.
6The path of life -- lest thou ponder, Moved have her paths -- thou knowest not.
20And the wisdom -- whence doth it come? And where `is' this, the place of understanding?
25Let not thy heart turn unto her ways, Do not wander in her paths,
28A rock he doth inhabit, Yea, he lodgeth on the tooth of a rock, and fortress.
34O the happiness of the man hearkening to me, To watch at my doors day by day, To watch at the door-posts of my entrance.
20In a path of righteousness I cause to walk, In midst of paths of judgment,
14Mine `is' counsel and substance, I `am' understanding, I have might.
18For her house hath inclined unto death, And unto Rephaim her paths.
8Keep far from off her thy way, And come not near unto the opening of her house,
20That thou dost go in the way of the good, And the paths of the righteous dost keep.
9Then understandest thou righteousness, And judgment, and uprightness -- every good path.
3For, if for intelligence thou callest, For understanding givest forth thy voice,
4If thou dost seek her as silver, And as hid treasures searchest for her,
31Give ye to her of the fruit of her hands, And her works do praise her in the gates!
7When I go out to the gate by the city, In a broad place I prepare my seat.
31In thy building thine arch at the head of every way, Thy high place thou hast made in every broad place, And -- hast not been as a whore deriding a gift.
26Her mouth she hath opened in wisdom, And the law of kindness `is' on her tongue.
4Say to wisdom, `My sister Thou `art'.' And cry to understanding, `Kinswoman!'
6For, at a window of my house, Through my casement I have looked out,
8If thou knowest not, O fair among women, Get thee forth by the traces of the flock, And feed thy kids by the shepherds' dwellings!