Proverbs 8:1-15

¹Whether wisdom crieth not oft; and prudence giveth her voice?

²In most sovereign and high tops, above the way, in the midst of paths,

³and it standeth beside the gates of the city, in those enclosings, and speaketh, and saith,

⁴A! ye men, I cry oft to you; and my voice is to the sons of men.

⁵Little children, that is, little of wit, understand ye wisdom; and ye unwise men, perceiveth in heart.

⁶Hear ye, for I shall speak of great things; and my lips shall be opened, to preach rightful or even things.

⁷My throat shall bethink truth; and my lips shall curse a wicked man.

⁸My words be just; no shrewd thing, neither wayward is in those.

⁹They be rightful or right to them that understand; and they be even to them that find knowing.

¹⁰Take ye my chastising or my discipline, and not money; choose ye teaching, more than treasure.

¹¹For wisdom is better than all riches most precious; and all desirable thing may not be comparisoned thereto.

¹²I, wisdom, dwell in counsel; and I am among learned thoughts.

¹³The dread of the Lord hateth evil; I curse boast, and pride, and a shrewd way, and a double-tongued mouth.

¹⁴Counsel is mine, and equity; prudence is mine, and strength.

¹⁵Kings reign by me; and makers of laws deem just things by me.