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Doesn`t wisdom cry out? Doesn`t understanding raise her voice?
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On the top of high places by the way, Where the paths meet, she stands.
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Beside the gates, at the entry of the city, At the entry doors, she cries aloud:
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"To you men, I call! I send my voice to the sons of mankind.
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You simple, understand prudence. You fools, be of an understanding heart.
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Hear, for I will speak excellent things. The opening of my lips is for right things.
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For my mouth speaks truth. Wickedness is an abomination to my lips.
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All the words of my mouth are in righteousness. There is nothing crooked or perverse in them.
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They are all plain to him who understands, Right to those who find knowledge.
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Receive my instruction rather than silver; Knowledge rather than choice gold.
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For wisdom is better than rubies. All the things that may be desired can`t be compared to it.
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"I, wisdom, have made prudence my dwelling. Find out knowledge and discretion.